FATHER SEES

This is the song yesterday's post referred to. I wrote it in about the year 2000 with some specific people in mind, but it applies to all those who serve quietly behind the scenes.  I was blessed to be able to share it with my Dad before he passed away. Sometimes I still cry when I sing it.

Father Sees

By Karen Sue Hale

For George S., Susan M., Daddy and everyone with a servant’s heart

You’re not the kind of person 
to stand in front of a crowd.

You may never preach a sermon, 
and you barely sing out loud.

Your service for the Lord is often 
behind the sense;

And though you’re always 
hard at work,

People seldom see those things.

But Father sees…and Father knows…

Though your work seems unrewarded,

Your heavenly treasure grow.

And someday soon the Lord you’ll meet,

And you’ll have the joy of laying crowns

At our precious Savior’s feet.

Father Sees.

You always make the coffee 
after opening the doors,

And joyfully you carry out 
so many mundane chores.

The most important work you do
is seldom ever seen…

When you do battle for us 
in prayer upon your knees.

Chorus

You help prepare the dinner 
while on the stage I sing.

While I enjoy the crowd’s applause, 
you clean up everything.

But the thing that others never see, 
happening several times a week

Is the way that you encourage me 
as the will of God I seek.

Chorus

I remember as a little girl 
I’d stand upon your feet,

And then we’d walk together. 
Oh, Dad, those times were sweet.

As a teen I helped you 
as you kept the churchyard clean,

Lovely grounds and buildings evidence 
of a work that seemed unseen.

But Father sees…and Father knows…

Though your work seems unrewarded,

Your heavenly treasure grow.

And someday soon the Lord you’ll meet,

And you’ll have the joy of laying crowns

At our precious Savior’s feet.

Father Sees.