All of us want to be in loving arms.
|In loving arms
In loving arms the baby hushed.
The fond familiar face of the mother
brought him a glow and a gummy smile.
In loving arms the lonesome lover
found solace, the sought after relief.
His world attained a new color with her return.
In loving arms of each other the man and wife
relaxed, rested and felt the charm of life,
companionship and matrimonial harmony.
In loving arms of her children, a mother’s
troubles are blown away, her burdens lifted,
her mind and spirit felt free like an uncaged bird.
In loving arms of the Holy Father, the old man’s
soul and spirit attained a new joy, an eternal calm.
Filled with bliss, he is loved and respected by all.