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