Arms

Your arms fold around me
They're holding me tight.
They give me the peace
To walk through the night.

They shelter and comfort me,
And give me the strength-
To embark on my journeys,
No matter the length.

And when I am joyful,
And when I am sad,
I think about this wondrous fact,
And it alone makes me glad-

I have a Father strong and sure,
In all ways holy,
Mighty and pure.

He gaurds my steps,
But never stifles
And He wants to know
About all my trifles.

His arms fold around me
And they hold me tight.
They tighten around me
And I feel His might--

As He gaurds my steps,
But He never stifles.
And He wants to know,
About all my trifles.

How great is this love?
I cannot believe.
That the Lord of the heavens-
His arms enfold me.