In my Father's arms I'm hiding,
In my Father's arms I'm near.
In my Father's arms I'm slowly
Recovering from all my fears.
In my Father's arms I'm resting,
In my Father's arms I cling.
In my Father's arms I linger,
My heart is quiet, yet I sing.
In my Father's arms I'm heard,
In my Father's arms I'm healed.
In my Father's arms I'm wanted,
And in this promise I am sealed.
In my Father's arms is kindness,
In my Father's arms I cry.
Tears of joy and tears of gladness,
For I'm the apple of His eye.
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