Rush under His armAnd feel the calmA touch of grace From His loving embraceBe still my child, He whispered softlyI have heard your cryI have heard your sighCome nigh, my childLay down your caresAnd dry your tearsCause your heavenly Father Has covered it all

Rush under His armAnd feel the calmA touch of grace From His loving embraceBe still my child, He whispered softlyI have heard your cryI have heard your sighCome nigh, my childLay down your caresAnd dry your tearsCause your heavenly Father Has covered it all

– Maisie A. Smikle –

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