Safely covered with His feathers-
Oh, the blest security!-
Sheltered from all winds and weathers,
Covert from the enemy.

In all confidence abiding,
'Neath His strong protecting wings,
Oh, how sweet is such confiding,
While the trustful spirit sings.

Covered? Yes, as He can cover.
Sheltered? Who could shelter thus?
O'er His own His love doth hover-
His, because of Calvary's cross.

Covered, trusting, watching ever,
Knowing there is naught to fear,
Sweet the confident assurance
While His coming draweth near.

H. McD