"ABBA, FATHER," WE APPROACH THEE
1. "Abba,
Father," We approach Thee
In our Saviour's
precious name.
We Thy children
here assembling,
Now the promised
blessing claim.
From our guilt His
blood has washed us,
'Tis thro' Him our
souls draw nigh,
And Thy Spirit too
has taught us
"Abba,
Father," thus to cry.
2. Once as
prodigals we wandered,
In our folly, far
from Thee;
But Thy grace, o'er
sin abounding,
Rescued us from
misery.
Clothed in garments
of salvation,
At Thy table is our
place;
We rejoice, and
Thou rejoicest,
In the riches of
Thy grace.
3. Thou the
prodigal hast pardoned,
"Kissed us''
with a Father's love;
"Killed the
fatted calf,'' and made us
Fit Thy purpose to
approve.
"It is
meet," we hear Thee saying,
"We should
merry be and glad;
I have found My
once-lost children,
Now they live who
once were dead."
4. "Abba,
Father,'' we adore Thee,
While the hosts in
heaven above
E'en in us now
learn the wonders
Of Thy wisdom,
grace, and love.
Soon before Thy
throne assembled,
All Thy children shall
proclaim
Abba's love shown
in redemption,
And how full is
Abba's name!
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