Like the wings stolen from an angel Like petals gone from a rose Like a dove caught in a storm Tonight he is in the Lord's Arms The wind it blew straight through us And whispered to me in tongues I was told I was warned Tonight he would be in the Lord's Arms Tonight he is in the Lord's Arms So I drink this wine to him With each glass a memory He left me with his crown of thorns Tonight he is in the Lord's arms Tonight he is in the Lord's arms Tonight he is in the Lord's arms Lyrics transcribed by Gavin Conaty | www.benharper.net Also appears on
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