Oh My Father The Osmonds

O my Father
Thou that dwellest
In the high and glorious place
When shall I regain Thy presence
And again behold Thy face

In Thy holy habitation
Did my spirit once reside
In my first primeval childhood
Was I nurtured near Thy side
Near Thy side

I had learned to call thee Father
Through Thy Spirit from on high
But until the key of knowledge was restored
I knew not why

In the heavens are parents single
No the thought makes reason stare
Truth is reason truth eternal
Tells me I’ve a Mother there
A Mother there

When I leave this frail existence
When I lay this mortal by
Father, Mother
May I meet you in your royal courts on high
Then at length when I’ve completed
All you sent me forth to do
With your mutual approbation
Let me come and dwell with you
And dwell with you