Arms, sheltering Arms,
express the loving tenderness
of your Father (My Father) in Heaven.
Man, in his trouble and difficulty, it needs
nothing so much as a refuge. A place to hide
in. A place where none and nothing can touch him.
Say to yourself, “He is our Refuge.” Say it until the truth
sinks into your very soul. Say it until you know it – are so be
sure of it, that nothing can make you afraid. Feel it not only until
fear goes, but until Joy ripples through in its place. Refuge. Everlasting
Arms so untiring, so safe – so sure.
I am as a wonder unto many; but thou
art my strong refuge. Psalm 71:7
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