Saturday, June 04, 2011

I've had this on my mind for a few weeks now...


I feel the touch of hands so kind and gentle,
They're leading me in paths that I must trod;
I have no fear when Jesus walks beside me,
for I'm sheltered in the arms of God.

So let the storms rage high, the dark clouds rise,
They won't worry me for I'm sheltered safe within the arms of God;
He walks with me and naught of earth can harm me,
for I'm sheltered in the arms of God.

Soon I shall hear the call from Heaven's portals,
Come home my child, it's the last mile you must trod;
I'll fall asleep and wake in God's new Heaven,
forever sheltered in the arms of God.

So let the storms rage high, the dark clouds rise,
They won't worry me, for I'm sheltered safe within the arms of God;
He walks with me and naught of earth can harm me,
for I'm sheltered in the arms of God.

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