My Safe Habitation

I am in the hands of the Lord,
In His presence is my reward;
The Most High is my resting place,
While blanketed by His grace.

No evil can come near to me,
For a mighty fortress is He;
No sickness will I ever fear,
Since diseases cannot come near.

He watches wherever I go,
His angels follow to and fro;
Ensuring my safety each day,
As well as not to go astray.

Because He has given His love,
With mercy and grace from above;
Shows how much He really does care,
Offers a desire to share.

Remaining safe in loving arms,
Safe from danger and all alarms;
Guiding through facilitation,
As being my habitation.

--Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2008 Richard Newton Sherrer

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