Lord I'm really glad You're here.
I hope you feel the same when You see all my fear
And how I've failed
I fall sometimes.
It's hard to walk on shifting sand.
I miss the rock and find there's nowhere left to stand;
and start to cry.
Lord please help me
raise my hands so You can pick me up.
Hold me close
Hold me tight - er.
I have found a place where I can hide.
It's safe in - side
Your arms of love.
Like a child who's held throughout a storm
You keep me warm
In Your arms of love.
Storms will come and storms will go.