High Places

High places,
up over the roar
into God's arms
often I soar.

There I am kept,
in perfect peace
as my anxieties
on Him, I release.

To His high tower,
I let my mind fly
where in His love
I can quietly lie.

There I am blessed,
in His faithfulness
it's where I find . . .
pure peacefulness.

Into God's arms,
I frequently fly
oftentimes I soar
to places on high!

Psalm 91:14

“Because he hath set his love upon me,
therefore will I deliver him:
I will set him on high, because he
hath known my name.”