221. Happy They Who Trust in Jesus

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by T. Kelly
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Happy they who trust in Jesus;
 
Sweet their portion is and sure;
 
When the foe on others seizes,
 
He will keep His own secure.
 
Happy people!
 
Happy, though despised and poor.
“Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.” (Psalm 2:12)
“He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good: and whoso trusteth in the Lord, happy is he.” (Proverbs 16:20)
“Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.” (1 Peter 5:8)
“If we suffer, we shall also reign with him: if we deny him, he also will deny us.” (2 Timothy 2:12)
“Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy.” (Jude 24)
“And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father's hand.” (John 10:28-29)
“Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings.” (Psalm 17:8)
“If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you. If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.” (John 15:18-19)
“As sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.” (2 Corinthians 6:10)
“Hearken, my beloved brethren, Hath not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he hath promised to them that love him?” (James 2:5)
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Since His love and mercy found us,
 
We are precious in His sight;
 
Thousands now may fall around us,
 
Thousands more be put to flight,
 
But His presence
 
Keeps us safe by day and night.
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Lo! our Savior never slumbers,
 
Ever watchful is His care;
 
Though we cannot boast of numbers,
 
In His strength secure we are.
 
Sweet their portion,
 
Who our Savior’s kindness share.
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As the bird beneath her feathers,
 
Guards the objects of her care,
 
So the Lord His children gathers,
 
Spreads His wings and hides them there:
 
Thus protected
 
All their foes they boldly dare.
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