THE FATHER’S WILL

Air, with bass accompaniment

1. How sweet the home of Nazareth Where Mary mother smiled,

And flow’rs of daily duty bloom’d About the holy Child.

His Father’s will was all His task Within that earthly home,

That will for ever done in Heav’n Whence He so late had come.

2. Obedient, gentle, loving, meek, He worked at Joseph’s side;

Does nothing from that daily toil Thro’ all the years abide?

We scan the wide world o’er, nor find. In any clime or land,

One single, sacred, treasured thing Wrought out by Jesus’ hand.

3. But wheresoe’er a Christian child Does on the earth fulfil....

With humble, rev’rent, tender heart The heav’nly Father’s will,

The work, tho’ mean and poor to view With heav’nly grace is fraught,

Since age to age it passes on The lesson Jesus taught.