Comfort of the Son
When I close my eyes I’m there
In a moment, in a flash I share
The peace and comfort of the Son
No clatter, no more storm; it’s done
I’m resting in His arms on high
Safely in my Master’s hands I sigh
There’s no escaping from reality I know
But in life’s chaos and drudgery I go
And the love I have been nurturing I send
A delight beyond compare, my Friend
The time I spend with Him is true
He’s always waiting there for you
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