Dear Father-Mother

Dear Fa­ther-Mo­ther

Thou dost grant

All good and per­fect gifts to me;

’Tis mine to raise this bea­con here

Obedience un­to Thee.

He knows not death who Life ob­eys

Nor errs at all when Truth he heeds;

While merged in Love

what hold has hate

Upon his thoughts or deeds?

Eternal Life and Truth and Love

They who obey Thine ev­ery call

Thy free­men are

and free­ly have

Dominion ov­er all.