Encircled in Thine Arms
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image from churchofjesuschrist.org
O Savior, thou art good to me.
Encircled in thine arms, I find
the salve for every weeping wound,
the balm to ease my troubled mind.
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O Savior, thou art good to me.
Encircled in thine arms, I find
the salve for every weeping wound,
the balm to ease my troubled mind.
Faith is a sacred gift in life,
a gift we seize or spurn.
The seeds are freely granted us;
the fruit is ours to earn.
Faith lost is like a promise broken
somewhere in the night.
Unanswered pleas in words unspoken
push away the light.
Beyond the veil that binds the earth
lie memories we lost at birth,
rich memories of power and light
now hidden from our earthly sight.
When all about me seems to dim
and colors change to muted gray,
I turn my mind and heart to Him
who carries worldly woes away.
We come to earth with full intent,
prepared to meet the call.
We cannot know what lies ahead,
but we have pledged our all.
The road of life is rough and steep
with little ease along the way.
Some rivers cut and plunge so deep
they throw us back to yesterday.