I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender
They're leading me in the paths that I must trod
I'll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God

So let the storm clouds rage high,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God

Soon I shall hear the call from heaven's portals
Come home my child,

It's the last mile you must trod
I'll fall asleep
And wake in God's sweet heaven
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God

So let the storm clouds rage high,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God