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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Apr 28, 1914

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 41, No. 16.

MY SHELTERING PEACE

By C. M. SNOW

IN the sheltering arms of Jesus There's a blessed place of peace. In that presence find we comfort; From our burdens, sweet release. Every sorrow He assuages, Every wound He mollifies. In the path of His appointment All that's good and gracious lies.

Threatening storms may fiercely gather, Foes assail, and tempests blow; But within His calm pavilion We are safe from every foe. From His hand no power can pluck us, In His hand no fears annoy. Every day He brings us gladness, Turns our sorrow into joy.

Cares and sorrows, griefs and troubles — What are they with Jesus near? With His promise and protection, Naught on earth should cause us fear. He our peace is, and our comfort, He our hope, our trust, our stay. Every doubt and dread He scatters. Every tear He wipes away.

This is Jesus, our Redeemer, Leader, Shepherd, Pilot, Friend, Who has promised that His presence Shall go with us to the end. O the blessed peace and comfort Trusting, resting in His hand, Then the sure reward awaiting In that brighter, better land!