The Missionary Song

 The Missionary Song

The earth is my Father's

And where'er I am,

I know that I dwell

In the palm of His hand.

No matter how far

His wide earth I roam,

I rest in His keeping

And know I am home.

Though demon or devil

Dare challenge me sore,

I flee to my Father,

Press in to Him more.

Though enemy mortal

Or spirit I face,

His wing covers me,

I'm safe by His grace.

No minion from hell

Need my heart e'er fear;

Whenever I call,

My Father is near.

In sweet land of freedom

Or warfare and strife,

My heart is at rest

For He guards my life.

The earth is my Father's

And where'er I be,

I know I'm at home --

He lives here with me.