Cradled in the Arms of Love

God is a ve­ry pres­ent help

In trou­ble’s dark­est hour

To those who know His sav­ing strength

And trust His migh­ty pow’r.

Cradled in the arms of love

Cradled in the arms of love

The child of God may safe­ly rest

Cradled in the arms of love.

E’en tho’ the whelm­ing floods pre­vail

And rocks and mount­ains fall

The trust­ing soul can nev­er fail

But tri­umph ov­er all.

A riv­er bright of truth and grace

Proceedeth from God’s throne

Refreshing all who seek His face

His chos­en and His own.

The na­tions to and fro are tossed

As with the stor­my wind;

Their an­chor nev­er can be lost

Who God a re­fuge find.

He mak­eth war on earth to cease

He breaks the spear and bow;

His glor­ious king­dom shall in­crease

And con­quer ev­ery foe.

God doth among His peo­ple dwell

Their strength doth ne’er re­move;

Whate’er be­tide

with them ’tis well

Safe in their Fa­ther’s love.