The Only Father They Will Ever Know

There’s a girl in an armchair, a photograph is in her hand
It’s an image of the child that she knows she’ll never have
And the warped and tear-stained picture that she clutches
Is a prison she can’t flee
Her destiny

Oh, her mama’s not around much, and her daddy’s far away
So she turns to friends and counselors who have so much to say
A child is a choice that’ll ruin your whole life, so let him go
To the only Father he will ever know

There’s a single mother working, trying hard to make ends meet
Now she finds that she’s with child with three more at home to feed
She tells no one her decision to give her girl up and let her go
To the only Father she will ever know

As I fall into despair Jesus gently reminds me
Not a single soul is lost to a cold eternity
All the voiceless will sing praises that no angel can outshine
And the name for all the nameless will simply be, “You are mine.”
With each light that is snuffed out the children’s choir slowly grows
And each one awakens in the loving arms
Of the only Father they will ever know

And they’ll sing …

Father, Father
Savior, Lord and King
Hosanna, Hosanna
You are Father most to me

Worthy of honor, worthy of praise
Defeater of death through the Son that was raised
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord
You are worshipped and adored

To the only Father they will ever know
To the only Father they will ever know

Les Thomas