[Written for the Sentinel]

Safe in God's Care

Art anxious, thou, belov'd of God?O'erburdened, and with sense of fear?Discouraged mid the battle's din,Thy lot a bitter one to bear?

Thou art the child, the idea of God;A tender Father He. Dear one,He makes thy burden light. No fearCan dim the glory of His care;His love makes radiant thy heart,And joy such freedom doth expressThe gates of heaven swing apartFor thee to enter in, refreshed,Thy hand in His, undaunted, brave!

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