Frederick Woodman Root piosenki

1. O, Father unto Thee, Who loveth such as me, I offer for grateful praise For all my days. 2. For days when I am glad, For days when I am sad, For days of good or ill I praise Thee still. 

1. Along the silent path, By contless spirits trod, Another weary traveler, Gone up to dwell with God. 2. Gone up from human love, To higher love and care, From pain below to peace above, In mansions, O so fair. 3. Attune our hearts, O Lord, Tho' they with s...

1. The festal morn, my God to come, That calls me to thy sacred dome, They presence to adore; My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend, And tread the hallow'd floor. 2. With holy joy I hail the day That warns my thirsting soul aw...