When conflicts and confusions become a threat,
I sit down for a short time and commence to fret.
My faith rides on the end of my blouse sleeve,
I often turn my eyes toward heaven with a plea.

I call on God's mighty sheltering arms,
to protect me from evil thinking & all wrongs.
Help me to resist the insecurities that come to me,
allow His Holy Spirit to come alive & set me free.

God lends His spirit to keep my eyes cast a loyal way,
never to falter and come into contact with dismay.
His sheltering arms is all I need to secure my fears,
grant me grace and salvation...ending my tears.

His sheltering arms stores up my faith and my trust,
there's not a reason to doubt and feel any disgust.
He restores my soul and gives me the strength,
makes my journey easy and able to go for lengths.

Yes, I call on God's mighty sheltering arms,
to protect me from evil and moral wrongs.
He bestows me with courage to live life virtuous
as His sheltering arms restores my faith & trust.