Father of the Fatherless - a Poem

Father of the fatherless,
The abandoned, and the lost,
Come, gather up Your children
That You purchased at high cost.

Comfort us as here below
We seek to know the reasons
For the sorrows, grief, and pain
That find us in each season.

Children will grow up one day,
And friends no longer need us.
Even fathers walk away,
But You will never leave us.

Father of the fatherless,
Come and comfort me tonight
Let me know through my distress
That You will make all things right.

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