Chapter Seven: Sanctuary HE SHALL HIDE ME Standing In A Meadow, Seeing The Break Of Day Surrounded By God's Wondrous, Bountiful Blessings Although Somehow, Something Seemed To Be Out Of Place The Air Is Soon Filled With An Unusual Uncertainty Sight is Drifted From The Beautiful Horizon's Sunrise Towards A Rumbling Sound, Blowing In The Wind Not Wanting To Panic, Tremble Or Show Any Fear Directed From Within, Towards A Place Of Safety Running, Entering Into The Doors Of His Pavilion Knowing That He Shall Hide Me, In Troubled Times Seeking His Face, Enquiring, Calling Upon His Name In His Secret Tabernacle, Planted Up On A Rock Looking Through The Windows, At Pending Doom Outdoors The Enemy, His Troops Began Circling Completely Covering, As Far As Eyes Can See . . .