The Everlasting Arms

by Mrs. C. H. Morris

I have found sweet rest for my weary soul,
Found a harbor safe, tho’ the billows roll,
Found a mighty One who can storms control,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

When my way grows dark and no light I see,
When my friends forsake and life’s comforts flee,
Then I know His grace will sufficient be,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

When my faith is weak He is near my side;
When my heart grows faint He will strength provide;
When the dangers press then will seas divide,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

There is naught too hard for my Lord to do;
I can safely trust all life’s journey thro’;
He will bear me up, and my burdens too,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

Chorus

Oh, the everlasting arms how they hold me,
Ever hold me and enfold me;
I am safe in life or death for around and underneath
Are the mighty, everlasting arms.