Art thou sunk in depths of sorrow

Art thou sunk in depths of sorrow

Where no arm can reach so low?

There is One whose arms almighty

Reach beyond thy deepest woe.

God th’ Eternal is thy refuge

Let it still thy wild alarms;

Underneath thy deepest sorrow

Are the everlasting arms.

Underneath thee

underneath thee

Are the everlasting arms

Everlasting

everlasting

Are the everlasting arms.

Other arms grow faint and weary

These can never faint

nor fail;

Others reach our mounts of blessing

These our lowest loneliest vale.

O that all might know His friendship!

O that all might see His charms!

O that all might have beneath them

Jesus’ everlasting arms.

Underneath us

O how easy;

We have not to mount on high

But to sink into His fulness

And in trustful weakness lie.

And we find our humbling failures

Save us from the strength that harms!

We may fail

but underneath us

Are the everlasting arms.

Arms of Jesus! fold me closer

To Thy strong and loving breast

Till my spirit on Thy bosom

Finds its everlasting rest;

And when time’s last sands are sinking

Shield my heart from all alarms

Softly whispering

“Underneath thee

Are the everlasting arms.”