Album: Born & Raised
Sometimes the little boy in me
Wants to climb upon my Father's knee
When the world outside gets too big for me
When the fear's too much for me to hide
And my fondest dreams have all by died
He always understands me when I say:
Hold me! Hold me!
I'm so afraid of the storm
Hold me! Hold me!
I'll be safe in my Father's arms
Now, that I'm grown and old
That doesn't mean that I'm brave and bold
But, oh, I want so much to serve You
So I'll follow with your lead away
If I know You're not too far away
Just close enough to hear me when I say:
Hold me! Hold me!
I'm so afraid of the storm
Hold me! Hold me!
I'll be safe in my Father's arms
Yes, I'll be safe in my Father's loving arms
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