In His Arms
The Lord is my Father.
He guides me in His ways.
He helps me step by step.
Never leaving me to stray away.
When I’m feeling like the world’s against me,
Like this weight is too much to bear,
He gladly shares my burden.
He helps me make it there.
When all hope is gone and
I feel like my world is coming to an end,
He gently takes me in His comforting arms.
My broken wounds His love does mend.
He is patient with me;
Like a father to his child.
Smiling and cherishing me.
Making my life worthwhile.
When the enemy attacks and tries his worst
To beat me to the ground.
The Lord my God picks me up.
In His arms I am safe and sound.
Brandi Peplinski is currently studying poetry and fiction writing at CGCC.