1 A HOLY Father's constant care
Keeps watch, with an unwearying eye,
To see what fruits His children bear ---
Fruits that may suit their calling high;
2 Takes ever knowledge of our state,
What dims communion with His love,
Might check our growth, or separate
Our hearts from what's revealed above.
3 O wondrous love! that ne'er forgets
The objects of its tender care;
May chasten still, while sin besets,
To warn and guard them where they are:
4 Yet ne'er forgets, but feeds them still
With tokens of His tender love;
Will keep till, freed from every ill,
They find their rest with Him above.
