102. S. M. Mrs. Steele.
God our Father.
1My Father! cheering name!
O, may I call thee mine?
Give me the humble hope to claim
A portion so divine.
2Whate'er thy will denies,
I calmly would resign;
For thou art just, and good, and wise:
O, bend my will to thine!
3Whate'er thy will ordains,
O give me strength to bear
Still let me know a father reigns,
And trust a father's care.
4Thy ways are little known
To my weak, erring sight;
Yet shall my soul, believing, own
That all thy ways are right.
5My Father!--blissful name!
Above expression dear!
If thou accept my humble claim,
I bid adieu to fear.