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Father, – an orphan’s prayer receive,

And listen to my plaintive cry:

Thou only canst my wants relieve,

Who art my Father in the sky.

I have no father here below,

No mother kind to wipe my tears, —

These tender names I never know,

To soothe my grief and quell my fears.

But Thou wilt be my parent, – nigh

In every hour of deep distress,

And listen to an orphan’s sigh,

And soothe the anguish of my breast.

For Thou hast promised all I need,

More than a father’s, mother’s care:

Thou wilt the hungry orphan feed,

And always listen to my prayer.