Arms that hold
Wherever you roam
Far and wide
Dark and cold
Ears that hear
All the words
Voice rises high
Mine consoles
Mind that tends
To every thought
Never abandoned
Knows its want
Eyes that appeal
To the pain
An unknown future
May be regained

Arms that hold
Wherever you roam
Far and wide
Dark and cold
Ears that hear
All the words
Voice rises high
Mine consoles
Mind that tends
To every thought
Never abandoned
Knows its want
Eyes that appeal
To the pain
An unknown future
May be regained