My Father, my beautiful Father of light
I strive to do that which is good in Your sight
To be worthy of You and the Name that I bear
To walk in Your truth and to care as You care
My Father of spirits, my Lord whom I fear
My spirit rejoices just knowing You’re here
I want to be like You in each perfect way
Till Yours is the image I always portray
Father of mercy, how wondrous Your way
You discipline me when my feet tend to stray
But You bless me with favour each day anew
And You watch over me in all that I do
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