Shelter Me This ain't no place for losers Or the innocent of mind It's a full time job for anyone To stay alive The streets are set like boundaries For a war that's never won On a wasteland full of broken dreams And hired guns Shelter me, baby shelter me When I lose control or my way home Shelter me I go to sleep with one eye open The other holds my tears In the darkness I can hide my heart But not my fears In the morning like a soldier I'll approach the battleground Another day, another dollar made And the world goes round Shelter me, baby shelter me When I'm sinkin' down, or losin' ground Shelter me Every time I tumble down I wanna pack it up and leave this town But when I finally get the nerve And the lead out of my shoes I think of you, I think of you Shelter me, baby shelter me When I lose control or my way home Shelter me |
Psalm 91:1-16 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his pinions, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness is a shield and buckler. You will not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day, . |