The Perfect Place

I'm a born-again believer, saved by Yahshua's grace Such contentment and heartfelt joy I feel while in this place This place I speak of is in God's arms, wrapped so tightly around my soul Safe and secure in His embrace, His love has made me whole No other place I'd rather stay, for humanly fragile am I To dwell elsewhere, I'd be a fool, exposed to Satan's lies No one could lure me from this place, where it's so truthful and serene Can't trade me tin for my piece of gold, can't tell me Spring's grass isn't green Just so you know, there's lots of room, Yahweh's arms extend far and wide He longs to include you in His embrace, It's the perfect place to reside