Oh Father, oh rock, you've steered this our ark,
From hellish hurricanes and spiking storms.
You have served nobly and well this bark
That has turned to you to guide it from harms.
We shall remember you as you stand down,
Do not let critics get under your skin
Do not allow them to bring out a frown.
You have stood for us, as you always will,
and stood up for what we still believe in,
and though in your place another shall till,
you, Papa, gave us an example against sin.
The good man knows when to bow out humbly,
and his family shall love him faithfully.
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