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D.C.

Amen.

320 ITALY. 8.7.8.7. D.

Italian Melody.

N Thy Presence, Holy Father,

With a faith that cannot falter,

To Thy goodness we appeal. For we have no tender mother

On the earth so waste and wide; And we have no earthly father

For our weakness to provide. Thou wilt guide us, Thou wilt love us With a Father's tenderest care; Though Thou art so high above us Thou wilt hear the orphan's prayer. Life's temptations are before us, We must mingle in the strife; If Thy goodness watch not o'er us, All unsafe will be our life.

So we claim Thee for our Father,
For we have a right to be,
By the gift of our dear Brother,
Loving children unto Thee.
Poor and lowly is our station,
Yet Thou never wilt despise
This our lowly adoration,

On Thy Throne above the skies.
Holy Father, to Thy keeping

All our cares we can confide:
Toiling, resting, waking, sleeping,
We will in Thy love abide.
While Thy shelt'ring wings are o'er us
Fatherless we cannot be,

And we have a Home before us,
Which will last eternally. Amen.