Sunday, June 21, 2009

I love my Heavenly Father


Children of the heav’nly Father
Safely in His bosom gather;
Nestling bird nor star in Heaven
Such a refuge e’er was given.

God His own doth tend and nourish;
In His holy courts they flourish;
From all evil things He spares them;
In His mighty arms He bears them.

Neither life nor death shall ever
From the Lord His children sever;
Unto them His grace He showeth,
And their sorrows all He knoweth.

Though He giveth or He taketh,
God His children ne’er forsaketh;
His the loving purpose solely
To preserve them pure and holy.

Lo, their very hairs He numbers,
And no daily care encumbers
Them that share His ev’ry blessing
And His help in woes distressing.

Praise the Lord in joyful numbers:
Your Protector never slumbers.
At the will of your Defender
Ev’ry foeman must surrender.

Words: Kar oli na W. Sandell-BergAn del i ga dagg drop par, 1858 (Tryggare kan ingen vara); translated from Swedish to English by Ernst W. Ol son in The Hymn al, 1925. Shortly before writing this hymn, San­dell and her father were on a boat trip, when he fell over board and drowned be fore her eyes. It is thought this tragedy gave birth to the lyrics.

Music: Tryg gare Kan Ing en Va ra, Swed ish melody, ar ranged by Os kar Ahn felt (1813-1882)


I love my Heavenly Father. 

Without Him, I am nothing. 

He is my Friend, my Protector,  my Teacher,  my Everything.

My dear, sweet, kind, tender Father.

I am grateful to my Heavenly Father.

I pray I can be a daughter 

He can be proud of, 

can count on,  

can trust, 

can use

as an instrument  in His hands.

I pray we can walk as child and father,

hand in hand,

towards a common purpose,

with unconditional love, 

towards all mankind.

I love my Heavenly Father...

dear Father.


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