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SECURITY.
DEEP in the grass the trustful lark
Conceals its lowly nest,
Where cruel eye may seldom mark
Or cruel hand molest.

At least approach of footsteps rude
The little bird upsprings;
From solitude to solitude
It soars on swiftest wings.

Far up the azure height it soars
Beyond the reach of wrong,
And from its modest breast outpours
Its rapt, entrancing song.

Thus dwells the pious soul secure,
In meditation blest;
The foot of pride, ambition's lure,
Scarce find the hidden nest.

And when the tempter draweth near,
His faintest footsteps heard,
Swift on the wings of holy fear
She soars as soars the bird.

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