“SAFE” is a Place
He is the peaceful pasture that I seek
When the chaos of life makes me weak.
He is where I find shelter from the storm.
He is where I don’t need to worry anymore.
Jesus is the rock where I hide in the cleft
When the winds blow and there’s nothing left.
When I fall, He is where I want to land…
The place where I can sing even when I cannot stand.
Through His blood and by His grace,
I can be confident that “safe” is a place.
I pray I can live so others will know
He is THE refuge where I always go!
Melissa B. King