When life deals me a bad hand
He holds me in His arms

Hugs me tightly against His chest

His arms protectively around me

In His arms

Against His chest

When I have no more air

He becomes my breath

He guards me throughout the night

His hands hold mine tightly

In His arms

Protected and safe

When my legs give way

He holds me standing
His support never-ending

He watches over me

In His arms

I am weak; He is strong

Even though I feel bruised and hurt
Don’t loose hope!
He wipes away my tears

He carries me when I can’t go on no more

In His arms

He loves me with an infinite love

When it feels like I can’t give another step

He picks me up

I am safe in His arms
His arms never grow weary

In His arms

Safe, out of harm’s way

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