For Thee Father

For Thee Father

For Thee Father, I will seek
With eyes that cannot see.
For Thy children who are lost,
And bring them unto Thee.

For Thee father, I will speak,
With tongue now bound with fear.
With these lips I will share
Thy truth that all may hear.

For Thee Father, I will love
With heart too often weak.
From the abundance of my heart
Kind words my mouth will speak.

For Thee Father, I will touch
With cold and callused hand.
With the Master's healing touch,
From Thee now come to man.

For Thee Father, I will stand
On trembling or bended knee.
The sword of truth I will bare,
My trust I place in Thee.

For Thee Father, I will go
With heavy feet of clay.
On my shoulders I will bare
A wandering soul this day.

For Thee Father, I give myself
Thy servant I will be.
For Thee Father, this I do,
Thou did it unto me.

William E. Lee
August 1995
Copyright 1996