What a fel-low-ship, what a joy di-vine,
Lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms,
What a bless-ed-ness, what a peace is mine,
Lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms.
Lean-ing, lean-ing, Safe and se-cure from all a-larms,
Lean-ing, lean-ing, lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms.
Oh, how sweet to walk in the pil-grim way,
Lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms,
Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day,
Lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms.
What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
Lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms?
I have bless-ed peace with my Lord so near,
Lean-ing on the ev-er-last-ing arms.
Jesus, Jesus, how I trust him!
How I've proved him o'er and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust him more!
Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus
just to take him at his word
Just to rest upon his promise
And to know, "Thus saith the Lord."