In the arms of my dear saviour, oh, there are ten thousand charms.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden, lost and ruined by the fall,
If you tarry 'til you're better, you will never come at all.
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Come, ye sinner, poor and needy, weak and wounded, sick and sore,
Jesus ready stands to save you, full of pity, love, and power.
I will arise and go to Jesus, he will embrace me in his arms,
In the arms of my dear saviour, oh, there are ten thousand charms.
Ooh