Almighty Father, Heav’nly King

Almighty Fa­ther

heav’n­ly King!

Who rul’st the world ab­ove

Accept the trib­ute child­ren bring

Of gra­ti­tude and love.

To Thee

each morn­ing

when we rise

Our ear­ly vows we’ll pay;

And ere the night hath closed our eyes

We thank Thee for the day.

Our Sav­ior

ev­er good and kind

To us His Word has giv­en;

That child­ren

such as we

may find

A cer­tain path to Heav­en.

Stretch out

O Lord

Thy gra­cious hand

To guide our err­ing youth;

And lead us to that bliss­ful land

Where dwells eter­nal truth.