FATHER, FATHER ABRAHAM

Father, Father Abraham,

To-day look on us from above;

On us, the offspring of thy faith,

The children of thy Christ-like love.

For that which we have humbly wrought,

Give us to-day thy kindly smile;

Wherein we've failed or fallen short,

Bear with us, Father, yet awhile.

Father, Father Abraham,

To-day we lift our hearts to thee,

Filled with the thought of what great price

Was paid, that we might ransomed be.

To-day we consecrate ourselves

Anew in hand and heart and brain,

To send this judgment down the years:

The ransom was not paid in vain.