Bianca Whinfield


In The Arms Of Men - Poem by Bianca Whinfield

In the arms of men, I look for love
In the arms of men, I put aside the One above

In the arms of men, I think will bring me peace
But in the arms of men, there is no release

In the arms of men, I let go
In the arms of men, I put on a show

Who is this person and does she even know?
In the arms of these men, she’s even more low

In the arms of men, I look to satisfy
This longing within and that’s no lie

The longing is strong, it makes me feel powerless
The longing is strong, I don’t know how to get over it

So to the arms of men I run, hoping to find rest
Yet in the arms of men, I’m more of a mess

Lord, Your arms are strong
Lord, Your arms are true
So Lord with everything in me, I will run to You

Save me Lord and heal me
Show me who I am
So I will never run again
Into the arms of men


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011


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