[Written for the Sentinel]

The Abiding Place

Within the kingdom of God's thoughtI find content.The fear of pestilence is gone;The night of terror changed to dawn;The arrow spent.

Within the kingdom of God's thoughtI find my home,Secure from plague, a fortress strong.His angels turn my woes to song—No more alone!

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