As we sit at the table our family's heads bowed low
My thoughts returned to childhood And the finest man I
know
He didnt speak good english just a simple man
But when he's talking to the Lord even a little child
can understand
I was young and restless but the thought still comes to
me
When I told my dad I felt I was old enough to leave
He sit there at the table and a look came on his face
And he never spoke another word til he said the table
grace
He said our precious Heavenly Father We're all gathered
here today
To give Thee thanks for blessings so humbly we pray
My oldest son is leaving But I'm sure he knows whats
best
But just in case would you stand by and help him stand
the test
Lord he's awful neglectful About church on Sunday Morn
And if he gets with the wrong crowd Would you let him
hold your arm
And if he flies too high Would you clip his wings
But dont let him fall too hard I'm sure Lord you can
handle things
I've tried my best from day to day To teach him right
from wrong
And he's grown to be a fine young man and he's always
blessed our home
We pray Thee Lord for guidance That he wont build upon
the sand
But we wont worry half as much If we know he's in your
hands
And oh yes Lord It wont be long til Ill be comin home
Dont make me wait too long
We pray Thee Lord for guidance Please clinse us from
our sins
So we can all be together in Heaven In Jesus' name Amen
The table was silent as tears streamed down my face
And from that day on I based my life on Father's Table
Grace....
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