My Father, God, help me, I pray, To climb the steep and rugged way With footstep firm and courage fine, To rest my willing hand in Thine And joyous mount the upward way. O Mother, God, help me to see That brooding Love rests over me; Let me be swift in word and deed To meet with love my brother's need, Because Thy grace encircles me! Dear Father-Mother, God, no fear Can overtake my journey here.
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