Children Of The Heavenly Father — Plumb

Children of the Heavenly Father Safely in His bosom gather Nestling bird nor star in heaven Such a refuge e'er was given

God His own doth tend and nourish In His holy courts they flourish From all evil things He spares them In His mighty arms He bears them

Neither life nor death shall ever From the Lord His children sever Unto them His grace He showeth And their sorrows all He knoweth

Though He giveth or He taketh God His children ne'er forsaketh His the loving purpose solely To preserve them pure and holy

Lo their very hairs He numbers And no daily care encumbers Them that share His ev'ry blessing And His help in woes distressing

Praise the Lord in joyful numbers Your Protector never slumbers At the will of your Defender Ev'ry foe man must surrender.

Children of the Heavenly Father Safely in His bosom gather Nestling bird nor star in heaven Such a refuge e'er was given