In Jesus’s arms, safety is found,
A fortress strong, where fears confound.
No storm too great, no darkness too deep,
His embrace, a refuge we always keep.
When doubts arise, and worries invade,
In Jesus’s arms, we find our aid.
He holds us tight, with loving care,
Guiding our steps, with grace beyond compare.
In times of trouble, we seek His face,
Knowing His arms hold a sacred space.
For in His presence, peace does reign,
And every fear, He will sustain.
Though storms may rage, and troubles beset,
In Jesus’s arms, we find no regret.
His love surrounds us, like a mighty shield,
Protecting our hearts, that in Him are sealed.
He is our Savior, our Rock, our Light,
In Jesus’s arms, we find respite.
No danger can harm, no evil prevail,
For He is our refuge, in every detail.
So let us rest, in His embrace,
Finding solace, in His saving grace.
In Jesus’s arms, we are secure,
For His love alone, will endure.
MARYANN BOSAH 