Held in His Mighty Arms



Safe is my refuge, sweet is my rest,

Ill cannot harm me, nor foes e’er molest;

Jesus my spirit so tenderly calms,

Holding me close in His mighty arms.



Oh! what wonderful, wonderful rest!

Trusting completely in Jesus I’m blest;

Sweetly He comforts and shields from alarms,

Holding me safe in His mighty arms.



Pressing my tear stained cheek to His own,

Hushing my grief with His sweet gentle tone;

Touching my heart with His healing balms,

Holding me still in His mighty arms.



Tempests may rage, sin’s surges may beat,

Ne’er can they reach my sheltered retreat;

Free from all danger, from dread alarms,

Resting so safe in His mighty arms.

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