An Old Friend.

Lord I'm really glad you're here.

I hope you feel the same when you see all my fear,

And how I fail,I fall sometimes.

It's hard to walk on shifting sand.

I miss the rock, and find I've nowhere left to stand;I start to cry.

Lord, please help me raise my hands so you can pick me up.

Hold me close, Hold me tighter.

I have found a place where I can hide.

It's safe inside

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.

Wonder just how many storms it takes until I finally know

You're here always.

Even when my skies are far from gray, I can stay;

Teach me to stay there,

In the place I've found where I can hide.

It's safe inside

Your arms of love.

Like a child who's helped throughout a storm,

You keep me warm

In your arms of love.

Amy Grant.