1 Father, I come to thee,
For thou hast promised me
Ever to hear;
Thou know'st how oft I stray,
Far from thy fold away,
Grieving thee ev'ry day,
Oh! Father dear.
2 Yet turn not thou away,
And still wheree'er I stray,
Wilt thou be near;
Turn me from paths of sin
Back to thy fold again,
Make me all pure within,
Oh! Father dear.
3 Help me wheree'er I go,
Some work for thee to do,
Some fruit to bear;
And when life's work is o'er,
Bear me to that blest shore,
Where sin shall be no more,
Oh! Father dear.
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