1 God, in his grace, showed me a place
Where life's tempest never more harms;
I have a sweet, precious retreat
In my Saviour's sheltering arms.
Chorus:
Here will I rest, close to his breast,
Where the tempter never alarms;
Here I will stay, folded each day
In my Saviour's sheltering arms.
2 Here I'll abide, close to his side,
Where the cold world never more charms;
For here I find sweet peace of mind,
In my Saviour's sheltering arms. [Chorus]
3 Trust in his care; fowls of the air
Are fed without storehouse or barns;
So there's a store, free evermore,
In my Saviour's sheltering arms. [Chorus]
4 And when I stand on Jordan's strand,
Its waters will cause no alarms,
For I'll be pressed, close to his breast,
In my Saviour's sheltering arms. [Chorus]
Source: Light in the Valley: a new work of great merit for the Sunday school, revivals, Christian Endeavor, Epworth League, young people's society, and all forward movement along the line of battle... #8
Johnson Oatman, Jr., son of Johnson and Rachel Ann Oatman, was born near Medford, N. J., April 21, 1856. His father was an excellent singer, and it always delighted the son to sit by his side and hear him sing the songs of the church.
Outside of the usual time spent in the public schools, Mr. Oatman received his education at Herbert's Academy, Princetown, N. J., and the New Jersey Collegiate Institute, Bordentown, N. J. At the age of nineteen he joined the M.E. Church, and a few years later he was granted a license to preach the Gospel, and still later he was regularly ordained by Bishop Merrill. However, Mr. Oatman only serves as a local preacher.
For many years he was engaged with his father in the mercantile business at Lumberton… Go to person page >
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