Amy Grant

Arms of Love

Words and Music by Gary Chapman, Michael W. Smith, and Amy Grant

Lord, I'm really glad you're here.
Hope You feel the same
When You see all my fear
And how I fail.
I fall sometimes.
It's hard to walk in shifting sand.
I miss the rock and find
I've nowhere left to stand.
I start to cry
Lord, please help me.
Raise my hand, so You can pick me up.
Hold me close, hold me tighter.

Chorus:

I have found a place where I can hide.
It's safe inside
Your arms of love.
Like a child who's held throughout a storm,
You keep me warm
In Your arms of love.

Storms will come and storms will go
Wonder just how many storms
It takes until I finally know.
You're here always.
Even when my skies are far from gray,
I can stay.
Teach me to stay there.

Repeat Chorus

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