And what, dear father, can you
Ask of me that I've not done
Move a mountain, save the earth
Raise a family, increase my worth?
Then to ask me not to follow the Son
That I cannot do
And what, dear mother, could it be
That you might once more ask of me?
Pray to God, care for my brood
Listen true, and calm my mood?
But to ask to not follow the Son
That cannot be done
Loyalty to God is first
And though it may bring pain to burst
I will choose his side so fast
If such a line is drawn at last
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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