Consecration (Whiting)

O Fa­ther

not for world­ly wealth

We pray to Thee to­day;

We on­ly ask for faith to tread

The straight and nar­row way.

God’s plans and pur­pos­es to us

May oft seem strange and dim

But where we can not un­der­stand

We trust it all to Him.

And of the hopes yet un­ful­filled

Help us to tru­ly say

The pray­ers that oft un­an­swered seem

Are an­swered in His way.

O Fa­ther

make us whol­ly Thine;

Grant us Thy lov­ing care;

And when life’s la­bor all is o’er

May we Thy glo­ry share.