As we think of Father's Day, it's a perfect time to turn our thought to our heavenly Father, and the qualities of fatherhood expressed in our lives . . .

From the Christian Science Hymnal

Hymn 49, 50


John Greenleaf Whittier*



  Frederick C. Maker


  C. Hubert H. Parry



Dear Lord and Father of us all,

Forgive our foolish ways;

Reclothe us in our rightful mind;

In purer lives Thy service find,

In deeper reverence, praise.


In simple trust like theirs who heard,

Beside the Syrian sea,

The gracious calling of the Lord,

Let us, like them, without a word

Rise up and follow thee.


Breathe through the pulses of desire

Thy coolness and Thy balm;

Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;

Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire,

O still small voice of calm.


Drop Thy still dews of quietness,

Till all our strivings cease;

Take from us now the strain and stress,

And let our ordered lives confess

The beauty of Thy peace.


Hymn 58


Elizabeth C. Adams



  Arr. from L. van Beethoven



Father, we Thy loving children

Lift our hearts in joy today,

Knowing well that Thou wilt keep us

Ever in Thy blessed way.

Thou art Love and Thou art wisdom,

Thou art Life and Thou art All;

In Thy Spirit living, moving,

We shall neither faint nor fall.


Come we daily then, dear Father,

Open hearts and willing hands,

Eager ears, expectant, joyful,

Ready for Thy right commands.

We would hear no other voices,

We would heed no other call;

Thou alone art good and gracious,

Thou our Mind and Thou our All.


In Thy house securely dwelling,

Where Thy children live to bless,

Seeing only Thy creation,

We can share Thy happiness,

Share Thy joy and spend it freely.

Loyal hearts can feel no fear;

We Thy children know Thee, Father,

Love and Life forever near.


Hymn 115, 116


John M. Neale




  Arthur Sullivan


  Welsh Hymn Melody



Holy Father, Thou hast taught us

We should live to Thee alone;

Year by year, Thy hand hath brought us

On through dangers oft unknown.

When we wandered, Thou hast found us;

When we doubted, sent us light;

Still Thine arm has been around us,

All our paths were in Thy sight.


We would trust in Thy protecting,

Wholly rest upon Thine arm,

Follow wholly Thy directing,

Thou our only guard from harm.

Keep us from our own undoing,

Help us turn to Thee when tried,

Still our strength in Thee renewing,

Keep us ever at Thy side.


Hymn 181


Rosemary B. Hackett



  Arr. from L. van Beethoven



Loving Father, we Thy children

Look to Thee in fear's dark night

While the angels of Thy presence

Guide us upward to the light.


Then we feel the power that lifts us

To Thy holy secret place,

Where our gloom is lost in glory

As we see Thee face to face.


We would learn, O gracious Father,

To reflect Thy healing love.

May we all awake to praise Thee

For Thy good gifts from above.


Make us strong to bear the message

To Thy children far and near:

Fear shall have no more dominion.

God is All, and heaven is here.


Hymn 190, 191


Frederic Mann




  John B. Dykes


  Johann D. Meyer



My God, my Father, make me strong,

When tasks of life seem hard and long,

To greet them with this triumph song,

Thy will be done.


With confident and humble mind,

My joy in service I would find,

My prayer through every task assigned,

Thy will be done.


Things deemed impossible I dare,

Thine is the call and Thine the care,

Thy wisdom shall the way prepare;

Thy will be done.


Heaven's music chimes the glad days in,

Hope soars beyond death, pain and sin,

Faith sings in triumph, Love doth win;

Thy will is done.


Hymn 253, 254, 255, 256, 257


Christ My Refuge

Mary Baker Eddy



  William Lyman Johnson


  Lyman Brackett


  Percy C. Buck

  *Music by permission of Percy C. Buck


  Basil Harwood

  *Music by permission of Basil Harwood


  Percy Whitlock



O'er waiting harpstrings of the mind

There sweeps a strain,

Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind

The power of pain,


And wake a white-winged angel throng

Of thoughts, illumed

By faith, and breathed in raptured song,

With love perfumed.


Then His unveiled, sweet mercies show

Life's burdens light.

I kiss the cross, and wake to know

A world more bright.


And o'er earth's troubled, angry sea

I see Christ walk,

And come to me, and tenderly,

Divinely talk.


Thus Truth engrounds me on the rock,

Upon Life's shore,

'Gainst which the winds and waves can shock,

Oh, nevermore!


From tired joy and grief afar,

And nearer Thee, —

Father, where Thine own children are,

I love to be.


My prayer, some daily good to do

To Thine, for Thee;

An offering pure of Love, whereto

God leadeth me.


Hymn 361


Paul Gerhardt

Based on Danish translation of



  Heinrich Isaac, arr. by J. S. Bach

Stener J. Stenersen



Trust all to God, the Father,

Confide thou in none other,

He is thy sole defense;

He cares for thee past measure,

Seek Him who has thy treasure,

Thy helper is omnipotence.


Behold His works of wonder,

Yea, all His doings ponder,

Else is thy toil in vain;

Thy caring and contriving,

Thy taking thought and striving

Are naught unless the Lord ordain.


God lights the way of duty,

And gives, for ashes, beauty,

And naught His hand delays;

Who trusts in His providing,

All glad in this confiding,

Is he who without ceasing prays.


Hymn 374, 375


John Randall Dunn



  Henry S. Cutler


  Basil Harwood

  *Music by permission of Basil Harwood



We thank Thee and we bless Thee,

O Father of us all,

That e'en before we ask Thee

Thou hear'st Thy children's call.

We praise Thee for Thy goodness

And tender, constant care,

We thank Thee, Father-Mother,

That Thou hast heard our prayer.


We thank Thee and we bless Thee,

O Lord of all above,

That now Thy children know Thee

As everlasting Love.

And Love is not the author

Of discord, pain and fear;

O Love divine, we thank Thee

That good alone is here.


We thank Thee, Father-Mother,

For blessings, light and grace

Which bid mankind to waken

And see Thee face to face.

We thank Thee, when in anguish

We turn from sense to Soul,

That we may hear Thee calling:

Rejoice, for thou art whole.


Hymn 376, 377


M. Fannie Whitney



  Arr. from F. Mendelssohn-Bartholdy


  English Traditional Melody



We thank Thee, heavenly Father,

For Thy correcting rod,

Which guides us in our journey

And leads us home to God.

It tells us not of anger,

The weapon mortals sway,

But Love divine, that helps us

To keep the better way.


O may we tread the pathway,

Nor ever turn aside,

Allured by ways of error,

Whose paths are broad and wide.

Toward Thee, while pressing onward,

The way will brighter grow,

For Thou throughout the journey

Thy loving care wilt show.


Hymn 382


Emily F. Seal



  Leighton G. Hayne



What is thy birthright, man,

Child of the perfect One;

What is thy Father's plan

For His beloved son?


Thou art Truth's honest child,

Of pure and sinless heart;

Thou treadest undefiled

In Christly paths apart.


Vain dreams shall disappear

As Truth dawns on the sight;

The phantoms of thy fear

Shall flee before the light.


Take then the sacred rod;

Thou art not error's thrall;

Thou hast the gift of God —

Dominion over all.