“My righteousness is near; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arms shall judge the people; the isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust.” Isaiah 51:5
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Gathered in His arms, resting In His lap.
A daughter held safely in the tender arms of her Father.
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We rock gently, back and forth,
To the song You’ve placed in my heart.
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The warmth of love radiates through me.
It is a preciousness I feel nowhere else.
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And as the pressures of the day begin to push in,
I will step away to a quiet place.
I will wrap Your arms around me,
And taste the sweetness of Your love,
That burns always in my heart.
Written 6-15-2002
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