Father, I'm empty;
Father, I'm lost.
I've done as thou asked,
But I've not paid the cost.
Someone has suffered;
Someone has cried.
But who was that man
That for me hath died?
I know all the stories;
I know what to say,
But do I reflect
Outside of Sunday?
Am I seeking for glory?
Am I seeking for fame?
Or am I just trying
To help Him reclaim?
Others are lost;
Others don't see
The blessings that come
Because of belief.
Father, I love them;
Father, I'm here.
Send me thy children
That need rest from fear.
I'll trust in my Savior;
I'll trust in my faith.
I know who it is
That saved me by grace.
See Ether 12:6 and 1 John 4:18
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