1 Unto Thee, O heav’nly Father,
Do we bring our ev’ry need;
All the souls Thou hast created,
Thou wilt surely, surely feed.
Is the morrow dark with sorrow?
Darkest days shall have an end;
Close beside us Thou wilt guide us,
Evermore our truest Friend.
2 O, how wondrous, great and mighty,
Is Thine everlasting love;
Deeper than our thought can fathom,
Higher far than heav’n above. [Refrain]
3 Never failing, nor forgetting,
Holding steadfast to the end;
We will bless Thy name forever,
That Thou art our truest Friend. [Refrain]Source: Sacred Songs No. 2 #152