Monday, May 25, 2015

Poem - In Your Arms

In Your Arms
© Alainna Norland 5/25/2015


In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I can stand through every storm

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
my heart's secure and warm

though I face trials
though I sink in sinking sand
though I'm in denial
though I cannot see Your hand

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I know that can stand

though I cry to sleep each night
I know you will not send
a battle that I cannot fight
that will cause my soul to bend

I bear such heavy weight
that tries to drag me down
Yet I will reach for Heavens gate
till I can touch Your gown

So as I trudge along this road
my shoulders heavy with sorrow
I will give Your hands this heavy load
and look forward to tomorrow

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I can look upon Your face

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I am covered with Your grace

Though I may still fall and stumble
I never shall forget
How You loved and became humble
And never had regret

Lord please make me more like You
more loving every day
Don't let me hate
but give me grace
to share along my way

There are so many who do not know
the peace found in Your arms
There are Christians who do not show
that they are free from Satan's harm

I want to show the world, my Lord
that I don't live in fear
I want to show the hurt and lost
that there is joy amidst the tears

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I find peace among the shame

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I don't have to be afraid

You have overcome the wicked one
and paid my endless debt
You have darkness, overcome
and Your pain, You don't regret

Now You share each tear and laugh
with all who will accept You
And still when all the joy past
I cry in darkness with You

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I cry but am not feeble

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I dance on wings of eagles

And as I dance
I cry and laugh
through all the pain in my heart
I know I will see better days
when only laughter's in my heart

In Your arms Lord
I am strong
I can stand though I am weary

In Your arms Lord
I find peace
though nights grow dark and eerie

In Your arms Lord
I will rise
though my heart is week and broken

In Your arms Lord
I will hear
the promises You have spoken

I may not be a perfect child
I know I am a sinner
But I'm a child of the king
and because of Him I'm a winner

In His arms
my sin's forgiven
I do not live in shame

In His arms
my tears are His
I stand firm in His name

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
I am Your perfect creation

In Your arms Lord
in Your arms
You call me bride
Your good creation

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