Arms That Never Grow weary

Though I'm restless and running in directions I've never planned

You reach out to hold me to touch me with your hand

To draw me back to you, to keep me from harm

To rescue and enfold me within your loving arms.

For you hold me with arms that never grow weary

You lift me with hands that are strong

You hold me so gently and so carefully

You hold me to where I belong

In times of uncertainty, most days, these days

I need to feel your arms around me always, always.

To be in the warm hold of tender arms

That will ever keep me from harm

That draw me ever closer when I try to stay

Rescue and keep me, Lord, I pray

In your arms it's not what we've done that makes us who we are

By your arm we're what we've become and we've come so far

To draw me back to you, to keep me from harm

To rescue and enfold me within your loving arms.

You allow me to stand in the presence of glory and to hide in your glorious grace.

You hold me with arms that will never grow weary-my perfect hiding place