Many are strug’ling & hurting today,

Feeling rejected with home far away.

Longing to leave grief & troubles behind,

Trying so hard acceptance to find.

*But the Father stands with His arms open wide,

“Welcome My child, it is safe to confide.”

Some think of childhood, & remember the pain,

Searching for sunshine, finding only the rain;

Learning too soon things a child shouldn’t know;

Trying to hide with nowhere to go.

  *But the Father stands with His arms open wide,

“Run to Me child, it is safe to confide.”

I feel His arms encircling my heart.

     In the warmth of His presence I can make a new start.

Eyes that were sad & fixed on the ground,

     Are raised in thanksgiving for the lost has been found.

-by Chaplain Don, 1991     (musical notes were added to this lyric)