[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series]
Perfect safety at the side
of our God, if you’ll abide
in that blessed place, no pride –
space for all from fears to hide.
Safe because his ‘eyes’ see all,
safe because he hears my call,
an impregnably strong wall
keeps sheep safe from lion’s maul.
Buffeted but not destroyed,
in our Maker’s work employed,
guided, follies to avoid,
such encouragement enjoyed.
As you struggle in this place,
know his constant firm embrace,
drink supplies – sufficient grace
’till reach danger-free ‘home-base’.
Tune: 77 77
[IP: Safe Space]