Dear Lord and Father of Mankind
Forgive our foolish ways
Reclothe us in our rightful mind
In purer lives Thy service find
In deeper reverence, praise.
In simple trust like theirs who heard
Beside the Syrian sea
The gracious calling of the Lord
Let us, like them, without a word
Rise up and follow Thee.
O Sabbath rest by Galilee
O calm of hills above;
Where Jesus knelt to share with Thee
The silence of eternity
Interpreted by love!
With that deep hush subduing all
Our words and works that drown;
The tender whisper of Thy call
As noiseless let Thy blessing fall
As fell Thy manna down.
Drop Thy still dews of quietness
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Thy peace.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
Thy coolness and Thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire
O still, small voice of calm.
Dear Lord and Father of Mankind - Sung by Aled Jones and his younger self!



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