"Resting In His Arms"
RESTING IN HIS ARMS
I'M PUTTING ASIDE MY TROUBLES,
AND ALL OF LIFE'S HARMS;
I'M GOING TO TRUST MY JESUS,
AND REST IN HIS ARMS.
THIS WORLD CAN'T TAKE AWAY,
THE PEACE THAT HE GIVES;
I HAVE COMPLETE ACCESS TO HIM,
I KNOW WHERE HE LIVES.
HE LIVES WITHIN MY HEART,
GIVING COMFORT, ALL DAY LONG;
LETTING ME FEEL HIS PRESENCE,
EVEN WHEN I DO WRONG.
I DON'T KNOW A BETTER PLACE,
TO REST WHEN I AM WEARY;
ALL MY PROBLEMS DISAPPEAR,
WHEN TO HIM., I CARRY.
IN THIS TROUBLESOME WORLD,
THAT CAUSES MANY ALARMS;
I FIND SUCH SWEET REFUGE,
. . . RESTING IN HIS ARMS!
COPYRIGHT 1999 JUDITH JOHNSON KYPTA
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