It's Fatherless Day Again

Lost At Sea




Fatherless children washed away
by the sands and high tides,
Churning free fall
to the ocean.

Restless, roiling, 
cold and deep,
no mooring, no anchor
their souls to keep
from the dark.

Shoot uprooted, 
deaf and blind;
dreaming of harbor, 
seeking a sign
of the light.

Abba! Find them
arms above.
Oh, draw them near you
great heart of Love
throb them home.

"Sons to their fathers"
our cry to You,
as is in Heaven
Your promise true.
By your Spirit.


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