Show our fathers pat ence father I 1 prayed that thou guide my tepa ar yet looking back i alas upon my crooked track I 1 with shame I 1 fain my face would hide I 1 the way was plain enough to see but like a heedless child at play my fancy lured my feet astray although thy olce kept calling me and thy sweet patience yet can evening penitent al tears wash out the errors of past and love my waywardness forget father by faith to thee I 1 cling when I 1 in heaven behold thy face with them sing thy wondrous grace with whom long s nee I 1 loved to sing rev W sleeper |