I feel the arms of God around me, as I lay on my bed at night.
Asleep, I feel the Angel's touch- I'm surrounded and held tight.
I don't know why it is, that God should love me so, that he
would send His only Son, to hang there on Death-row.
He guards me night and day, always bringing love and hope.
Somehow, I know I will survive, for He will help me cope.
As a father has compassion on his child, so my Lord has
compassion on me.
I know I can count on him- There is nowhere from His love
I want to flee.
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