Artist/Band:
Ferlin Husky
Lyrics for Song: Father's Table Grace
Lyrics for Album: Memories of Home [Capitol] [1961]
(Otho Jones - Homer Swell)
While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood, to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English, he's just a simple man
But when he talks to the Lord, even a little child can understand.
I was awful young and reckless, the thought still comes to me
When I told dad I felt that I was old enough to leave
He sat there at the table, I looked him in his face
He never spoke another word till he said the table grace.
He said, our graceous Heavenly Father we all gathered here today
To give these things of blessings so humbly we pray
My oldest son is leaving and I guess he knows what's best
But just in case, would you stand by and help him stand the test.
And Lord, he's awful neglectful about church on Sunday morn
And if he gets with a wrong crowd would you let him hold your arm
And if he flies too high would you clip his wings
But don't let him fall too hard, I'm sure that you can handle these things.
Oh, I've tried my best from day to day, to teach him right from wrong
He's grown to be a fine young man Lord, but you've always blessed our home
I just pray for understanding, that he won't build upon the sand
But I won't worry half as much Lord, if I know he's in your hands.
And oh yeah Lord, it won't be long till I'll be coming home
We'll have some long talks, you and I, don't make me wait too long
We beg dear Lord, for guidance please, cleanse us from our sins
So we all can meet in heaven in Jesus name amen.
The table was silent as tears went down my face
From that day on I base my life on father's table grace...
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