In the lord's arms

Like the wings stolen from an angel
Like pebbles gone from the roads
Like a dove calling a stone
Tonight he's in the Lord's Arms
The wind it blew straight through us
And whispered to me in tongues
I was told I was wrong
Tonight you'll be in the Lord's Arms
Tonight he's in the Lord's Arms
So I drinked this wine to him
With each glass of memory
He left with his crown of thornes
Tonight he's in the Lord's Arms
Tonight he's in the Lord's Arms
Tonight he's in the Lord's Arms