Father I can't see your face

Yet I know you are near

I feel the warmth of your love

Your whisper I can hear.

Your voice touches my very heart

It speaks so clear to me

Glory to God in the highest

Your disciple I shall be.

I know you have work for me to do

I shall toil for you each day

Until at last you call me home

And there with you I will stay.

Just guide me, direct me

I am devoted to your word

I shall raise my voice above all

So that I may be heard.

Glory to God in the highest

And on earth good will toward men

Cleanse our heart and cleanse our soul

Wipe away our sin.

I love you gentle Father

Each day I am closer to you

I'll spread your word to my fellow man

As you would want me to do.

~Praise Our Lord~

Ginny Bryant©

Ginny's Gift Of Love

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