Father's Table Grace
Father’s Table Grace
As we sit at the table, my family heads bowed low,
My thoughts return to childhood and the
finest man I know.
He doesn’t speak good English he’s just a simple man, but when he’s talkin’ to the Lord even a little child can understand.
I was young and foolish but the thought still comes
to me when I told Daddy I felt I was old enough to leave. He sat there at the table and I looked him on his face, but he never spoke another word till he said the table grace.
He said, “Our gracious heavenly Father, we are gathered here today to give these things for blessings so humbly we pray.
Our oldest girl is leaving and I guess she knows what’s best, but just in case, would you stand by and help her to stand the test. Lord, she’s a little bit neglectful about church on Sunday morn. And when she gets with a wrong crowd would you let to hold her arm. And if she flies too high, would you clip her wings, but don’t let her fall too hard Lord, I’m sure you can handle things.
I’ve tried my best from day to day to teach her right from wrong. And now she’s grown to be a fine young lady and she always blessed our home. We pray, Dear Lord, for guidance she won’t build upon the sand. And we won’t worry half as much if we know she’s in your hands. And, oh yes, Lord, it won’t be long till I’ll be coming home; don’t make me wait too long.
We pray, Dear Lord, for guidance, please cleanse us from our sins so we can all be together in Heaven.
In Jesus name
Amen
The table was silent as tears ran down my face and from that day on, I base my life on Father’s table grace.
-Skeeter Davis