Father`s Table Grace

<br>While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low<br>My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know<br>He doesn`t speak good English he`s just a simple man<br>But when he talks to the Lord even a little child can understand<br>I was awful young and reckless the thought still comes to me<br>When I told dad I felt that I was old enough to leave<br>He sat there at the table I looked him on his face<br>He never spoke another word till he said the table grace<br>He said our graceous heavenly father we all gathered here today<br>To give these things of blessings so humbly we pray<br>My oldest son is leaving and I guess he knows what`s best<br>But just in case would you stand by and help him stand the test<br>And Lord he`s awful neglectful about church on Sunday morn<br>And if he gets with a wrong crowd would you let him hold your arm<br>And if he flies too high would you clip his wings<br>But don`t let him fall too hard I`m sure that you can hand the things<br>Oh I`ve tried my best from day to day to teach him right from wrong<br>He`s grown to be a fine young man Lord but you`ve always blessed our home<br>I just pray for understanding that he won`t build upon the sand<br>But I won`t worry half as much Lord if I know he`s in your hands<br>And oh yeah Lord it won`t be long till I`ll be coming home<br>We`ll have some long talks you and I don`t make me wait too long<br>We beg dear Lord for guidance please cleance us from our sins<br>So we all can meet in heaven in Jesus name amen<br>The table was silent as tears went down my face<br>From that day on I base my life on father`s table grace