Held in His Mighty Arms
VERSE 1
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.
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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.
VERSE 2
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.
VERSE 3
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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