Father's Day

'Twill be a Father's Day in heaven
When he calls his little children home
And God selects a chosen Family
And calls ev'ry one of them his own.

We will greet all of our sisters
And each and every new brother
As we share the love that we have
Been given for one another.

From the youngest to the oldest
All of his children will come to be
Devoted to the Heavenly Father
And belong to his huge family.

He'll introduce each one of us
That he called as his very own
Even though some were adopted,
None in heaven will ever know.

Some of them were neglected and poor
And some came to be very lame,
Abandoned and all forsaken
But he took them all just the same.

We all 'came his favorite children
As we knelt before his holy throne
United with our precious Father,
Nevermore would we have to roam.

He will take us to our large home,
The mansion that he has prepared
As he escorts each one of us
Up those golden, transparent stairs.

He'll prepare for us a table
Before our own evil enemies
And we'll begin to sup with him
Through all of God's eternity.

We will bask in his presence,
Feast on his divine Living Word
And there'll be no sound of division
Coming from children of the Lord!