This
is our Fathers’ world. He placed us in His hand
He is our foundation, our Glory in this our land.
He breathes a breath of loving kindness to us all.
He is waiting until it is the right time to come to call.
He will come to call and the time might not be long.
We need to glorify His sweet name before we have gone.
We should hate to see the day we did not to Him obey
We shall plead that He takes us home not to send us away.
Oh! That grand day when we see that precious cloud,With Jesus
coming to bring us with Him, shouting aloud.
He guides the sparrow and the sparrow doth obey.
Shall we not let Him guide us along; showing the way?
How I long for His whisper saying come home my child.
Maybe soon Jesus will say yet just a little while.
Yes in just a while maybe the Lord will say to me.
I came to bring you home to be there in all victory.
His hands are holding us up; His way short and narrow.
With His hands He shall guide us as did He the sparrow.
The sweet breath of kindness and love from He who cares He may call us in
the morning safely to bring us there.
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