Wrap your arms 'round me Lord, Lord, help me to believe in you, Lord, grant me strength for tomorrow Lord, love me, hold me, wrap your arms Sometimes I feel so distraught and weary, For a short while I may ponder, For you have wrapped your arms Author: Agatha Weeks
make me whole. I'm begging you to shine your
Godly light onto my darkened soul.
for my faith is growing nigh.
Sow seeds of faith onto my soul;
help me not ask, why.
by giving me hope for today.
Help me take up my cross and follow you,
in your name I pray.
'round me, make me whole.
I'm begging you to shine your
Godly light onto my darkened soul.
for lack of faith; I know not why.
'Tis then I turn to you for mercy,
hoping you'll one day hear my cry.
but soon my restored faith in you kicks in.
For again I feel your Godly presence, and my soul,
although once darkened, becomes enlightened once again.
'round me Lord, and made me whole.
I prayed and you answered, casting your
Godly light onto my unbelieving soul.
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