There is a place to lay your head-
While once it was upon your bed
Or in my arms where you would rest,
It's now upon the Saviour's breast.
He made a promise He shall keep,
I know because His love is deep-
No matter how the river's wide,
His hands across will safely guide.
And when the waves begin to rise
And when the storm drowns out my cries
I'll lift my hands and will not doubt
The Saviour Who will pull me out
Of stormy seas, and rivers wild
Onto a shore with weather mild
Where I will find there's only light
The darkness gone, it's taken flight.
Here is a place that's been restored,
A place for worshiping the Lord,
A place of calm and peace and rest,
A place to lay my head, His breast.
in memory of Cora