It is the arms of God that hold you
When deep is your despair
When dark is your valley
His presence is always there
When He sees you are hurting
He sends you His sweet love
Caring and tender is the Father
Watching from above
He knows all your heartaches
Your hopes and your fears
He hears all your prayers
And sees the river of your tears
When the storms of trouble blow
Wicked, untamed and wild
He draws you to His breast
And says, lean on me my child
Just trust in Him completely
Let Him carry out His will
Rest on His promises
Humbled quiet and still
His ways you may know not
Some are hard to understand
But walk where He may take you
As He leads you by His hand
Colin Moffett
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