Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Track 15: Sheltered in the Arms of God
Many a thanks to Meagan for the macaroni and cheese. It's half gone already. It really was a beautiful gesture. Much love.
This song has been running through my head all day. My grandmother wants this sung by her grandchildren at her funeral, which may be sooner than we'd like. It's so beautiful and appropriate, though. She seemed very at peace today when we were reading the lyrics and listening to it. That's the way it should be.
I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender.
They're leading me in the paths that I must trod.
I'll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
Soon I shall hear the call from heaven's portals
Come home my child,
It's the last mile you must trod
I'll fall asleep
And wake in God's sweet heaven
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
This song has been running through my head all day. My grandmother wants this sung by her grandchildren at her funeral, which may be sooner than we'd like. It's so beautiful and appropriate, though. She seemed very at peace today when we were reading the lyrics and listening to it. That's the way it should be.
I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender.
They're leading me in the paths that I must trod.
I'll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
Soon I shall hear the call from heaven's portals
Come home my child,
It's the last mile you must trod
I'll fall asleep
And wake in God's sweet heaven
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
# posted by Jillian : 4:16 PM
