Your's in Christ, The Reverend Cecil Smith
INSIDE HIS ARMS
When I walk through the valley,
There will be no fear for me.
My cup it runneth over,
For all the world to see.
My head will be anointed,
With oil from up above.
For I'm completely sheltered,
By my dear Saviour's love.
Thy rod and staff are with me,
They comfort me each day.
For me there is always plenty,
In pastures where I lay.
Dear God, you are my shepherd,
You won't allow me harm.
And I'll not want for anything,
Inside my Saviour's arms.
