The Orphan's Hymn
Father,—an orphan’s prayer receive,And listen to my plaintive cry:Thou only canst my wants relieve,Who art my Father in the sky.I have no father here below,No mother kind to wipe my tears,—These tender names I never know,To soothe my grief and quell my fears.But Thou wilt be my parent,—nighIn every hour of deep distress,And listen to an orphan’s sigh,And soothe the anguish of my breast.For Thou hast promised all I need,More than a father’s, mother’s care:Thou wilt the hungry orphan feed,And always listen to my prayer.
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