Saving Arms

YOU TOOK MY SIN
Forgot my past
And changed the old for new
I took Your life
So how can I
Deserve somaeone like You

I will fall into
Your saving arms
Here in Your embrace
I will be found
Find me on my face
With chains undone
In Your saving arms

So many times
You’ve kissed goodbye
Your daughters and Your sons
Still every time
You’re crying for
The lost ones to come home

Holy, holy is the Lord
Hear your children crying
Holy, holy is the Lord
Hear your children crying
Holy, holy is the Lord
Hear your children crying
Holy, holy is the Lord

David Ostby