Father

Father, when I'm afraid

I think of only you

When I'm afraid I hold fast to 

What is ever true

And look upon your shining face

In your Holy Son 

Beaming out endless grace 

Oh to you alone I run 

What have I to fear

For fear has torment

And perfect love in your Son

Has to all been sent

As we behold your glory Lord 

In all Jesus did and say 

We are free from fear and death

For we've beheld Yahweh 

Perfect Holy Father God

This world can get so dark

But I know you've prepare a place for me

Upon your Holy ark

Bid me Lord to stay aboard

While the storm rages 

So I may ever sing for joy

Unto the ages of the ages