When My Father Kneels to Hold Me

When my father kneels to hold me,

His strength and love enfold me.

I feel his kind protection

That keeps me safe from harm.

In his voice, I hear God’s message.

His hands hold priesthood blessings.

And when I’m with my father,

I feel safe and warm.

His life is as a beacon,

Reflecting righteous teachings;

He inspires my soul to seek

That God of which he speaks.

Through my life, he weaves the story

Of God’s unending glory.

His goodness binds our family;

Eternal are we.