Nos Braços do Meu Pai
Asaph Borba
In My Father's Arms
No better place with such peace
Peace like I've never found before
It's the place of my delight where all fear fades away
It's the place of my rest, in my Father's arms
My Father's arms are Jesus' arms
When they were outstretched, I was welcomed there on the cross
In my Father's arms
In my Father's arms
I used to be sad with nowhere to go
But the Father with His arms of love restored my smile
He gave me a share in His inheritance, clothing, wine, and bread
Because He had a place for me in His heart
