Pale, my arms are weak.
They could not hold the horrors as bay;
not the ones which stalked at nighttime
nor the ones which

These arms of mine are lonely,
they miss your warm loving embrace.
You left me sitting home all alone,
with tears streaming

these arms of mine are not for you
they are for one who can be true

never deceit
never lie
or these arms of mine will say
"Good-Bye"

i'm

As we have learned over the past years,
after many heart breaks and many tears.

In a moments notice our faith can be put
to

These arms of mine
have cradled life divine,
encircling my children with protection
promising love and devotion.
Nestled there
with