David Meece: My Father's Chair

Sometimes at night I'd lie awake
Longing inside for my father's embrace
Sometimes at night I'd wander downstairs
And pray he'd returned but no one was there

Oh, how I cried, a child all alone
Waiting for him to come home

My father's chair
Sat in an empty room
My father's chair
Covered with sheets of gloom
My father's chair
Through all the years
And all the tears I cried in vain
For no one was there
In my father's chair

Sometimes at night, I sit all alone
Drifting asleep in a chair of my own
When sweet, sleepy eyes peer down from the hall
Frightened by dreams they cannot recall

Holding them close, calming their fears
Praying they always will say

My father's chair
Sits in a loving room
My father's chair
No matter what I do
My father's chair
Through all the years
And all the tears, I need not fear
Love's always there
In my father's chair

Sometimes at night, I dream of a throne
Of my loving God calling me home
And as I appear, he rises and smiles
Reaches with love to welcome his child

Never to cry, never to fear
In his arms; safe and secure

My Father's chair
Sits in a royal room
My Father's chair
Holds glory beyond the tomb
My Father's chair
My God is there
And I am His eternal heir
Someday I'll share my Father's chair
My Father's chair