My Father Called

My Father called to me one day and said,"Come, dear child, and take my hand,Together will we walk.""My Father, not today," I cried,"The world is wide,The fields stretch far;But narrow is the path wherein God walks—A little longer must I play.I love Thee most;Tomorrow I will come."

My Father waited while I wandered far.To me it was a long, long time;To Him there was no time.Because He knew no will but His,To Him was I eternally His precious child,Forever by His side.

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