Like the wings stolen from an angel Like pebbles gone from the roads Like a dove caught in a storm Tonight he's 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 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
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