My Dad wrote this the year before he died I hope you love it as much as I do I treasure it I have only two the he wrote he had wrote others but they were lost after he died these two were they only ones that survived. My Prayer and Three Loves Have I. Please enjoy these I know he would be honored to have you read them
My Prayer
Let me not die till I’ve done for Thee
My work here on earth whatever it be
Call me not hence till my mission’s fulfilled
Let me not leave my ground untilled
Impress this on me that no other one
Can do my part that I leave undone
For each in Your garden, has a spot
To labor for life and tire not
Give me strength in my faithful toil
To bring fruitfulness from the barren soil
An instrument for You I want to be
To bid man to my table to dine with me
To be the means one soul to save
From the horrors of a hopeless grave
Yet may my spirit be content
To do Your will wherever sent
Whether at home or in a stranger’s clime
In days of joys or sorrows time
I wish my spirit joyful and still
Content to do Your Holy Will
Let me live till I’ve done for Thee
My earthly work whatever it be.
Donald W. Hays
© 1977
