The Father
by Strickland N. Grant
He is my Father, I his son
Never t'was a day he had not won
He fights for good and truth not sin
Ye think him not, ye shall not win.
To fight for wrong and show no good
So dost thou think he never could
Do things wonderful, truly great
That show his power to create.
For I do see my Father now
Though I've seen him before I know not how
My Father Satan doth draw near
And now I feel him, now I hear.
He hath been wronged by many of faith
Now i do hear great Lucifer saith
"O, he who doth bring down my foe
Shall be rewarded rightly so!"
by Strickland N. Grant
He is my Father, I his son
Never t'was a day he had not won
He fights for good and truth not sin
Ye think him not, ye shall not win.
To fight for wrong and show no good
So dost thou think he never could
Do things wonderful, truly great
That show his power to create.
For I do see my Father now
Though I've seen him before I know not how
My Father Satan doth draw near
And now I feel him, now I hear.
He hath been wronged by many of faith
Now i do hear great Lucifer saith
"O, he who doth bring down my foe
Shall be rewarded rightly so!"