Wrap Me In Your Arms Songtext

Nathan Feuerstein

von Moments

Wrap Me In Your Arms Songtext
Yeah
It's crazy for me
'Cause I just feel different, right now
It's like I'm to a point where I feel like
God, I should give You everything
And that's what I'm gonna do
I need you Lord
I want you to use me
Just wrap me in Your arms, Father
Yeah

Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)

(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)

So I want you to use me
Father, please fill me up
Sick of livin' thirsty, I need that water in my cup
I look out the window of my life, I see a prison
But for some reason, he gave us the rite to be forgiven
And I'm no longer in the chains homie that I used to be
I feel like a drug, It's like a lot of people usin' me, abusin' me

I usually let it get the best of me
Sick of givin' half, Lord
Please just take the rest of me
Devil was arrestin' me
Had me in them hand cuffs
Used to sit down
Now, I praise Him with my hands up
Had the wrong runnin' shoes
I was off track
Now, I know where I'm runnin' to
And I ain't goin' back
See I would rather die than pretend You don't exist
Got my Bible on my side
Got no pistol got no clips
Got my hands up to the sky
These rappers they can walk it out
When I say that I'm walkin' I'm dancin'
That what I'm talkin' 'bout sittin'

Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)


(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)

Yeah, I know I'm a sinner, Lord
Yes, time for changes
Sick of my head hangin' low, like little ants chained us
I'ma rock stages, that ain't just why I do it
I'ma pull a Lecrae yeah, and spread that "Jesus music"
I want you to move me Lord, you give me that energy
Take me to them places that, I thought that I would never be
Caught up in that melody, Instead of the ministry
Jesus took the pain, broke the chains and delivered me

We go into Church, pray to God, yeah, we worship
Counter what we preach, and wonder why it isn't workin'
I been in the same boat, I been in the same shoes
We're walkin' the same road, I'm dealin' with pain too
You don't know if he's real, man, I'm tellin' you he's gotta be
Need Him like oxygen, and everyone's gotta breathe
Man you gotta see, everybody stand up
Screamin' at the top of your lungs with your hands up

(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)

(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)

Yo, I been to the top, been to the bottom
Dealt with the pain, dealt with the problem
Now I'm back in the place again
Got a mind full of memories, a mind full of sin
I don't wanna be this way, but the things I do, and the things I say
Lead me astray, Lord, I just want you to take my sin away


Life is like the radio, and everything gets overplayed
Need another station, mind is racin', what's come over me?
Sin has got me bad within', I'm battlin' like overseas
I don't just preach in my music boys, So we can shoot the breeze
Got this music to a T, but that doesn't mean a thing
If I don't take the gift that Jesus gave me and rep' the King
See you reppin' the chain, see you reppin' the dough
Money doesn't run, so tell me what you chase it for
God's comin' soon, better get strap
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them pistols or them big gats
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the rapture man
Put your Bible up and yell it 'til it happens, eh

Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)

(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
(Yeah) Lord, I need You
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)