THE EVERLASTING ARMS
Whento our life dark shadows come,Stern crosses, sacrificial caresAnd other fancied temporal harms,There is eternal refuge fromOur terrifying doubts and fearsWithin the Everlasting Arms.When o’er our souls temptations sweepAnd goodness loses half its graceAs sin pursues us with its charms,There is no refuge left to keepBut the eternal hiding-placeWithin the Everlasting Arms.When through the valley dark and drearWe walk or see another sinkAnd death o’ercomes us with alarms,Be then, Eternal Refuge, nearTo hold us up upon the brinkWithin the Everlasting Arms!
Whento our life dark shadows come,Stern crosses, sacrificial caresAnd other fancied temporal harms,There is eternal refuge fromOur terrifying doubts and fearsWithin the Everlasting Arms.When o’er our souls temptations sweepAnd goodness loses half its graceAs sin pursues us with its charms,There is no refuge left to keepBut the eternal hiding-placeWithin the Everlasting Arms.When through the valley dark and drearWe walk or see another sinkAnd death o’ercomes us with alarms,Be then, Eternal Refuge, nearTo hold us up upon the brinkWithin the Everlasting Arms!
Whento our life dark shadows come,Stern crosses, sacrificial caresAnd other fancied temporal harms,There is eternal refuge fromOur terrifying doubts and fearsWithin the Everlasting Arms.
Whento our life dark shadows come,
Stern crosses, sacrificial cares
And other fancied temporal harms,
There is eternal refuge from
Our terrifying doubts and fears
Within the Everlasting Arms.
When o’er our souls temptations sweepAnd goodness loses half its graceAs sin pursues us with its charms,There is no refuge left to keepBut the eternal hiding-placeWithin the Everlasting Arms.
When o’er our souls temptations sweep
And goodness loses half its grace
As sin pursues us with its charms,
There is no refuge left to keep
But the eternal hiding-place
Within the Everlasting Arms.
When through the valley dark and drearWe walk or see another sinkAnd death o’ercomes us with alarms,Be then, Eternal Refuge, nearTo hold us up upon the brinkWithin the Everlasting Arms!
When through the valley dark and drear
We walk or see another sink
And death o’ercomes us with alarms,
Be then, Eternal Refuge, near
To hold us up upon the brink
Within the Everlasting Arms!