“Abba, name.
We, Father,” thus souls to Thee
  In approach we Thy nigh,
And Spirit claim.
From assembling,
  Now too blessing has Father,” through us,
  ’Tis blood the taught our cry. precious Him promised washed Savior’s our children, draw our us
  “Abba, here Thy His has guilt

and Thy Once Thou place;
We of from salvation
  At Thee;
But folly, wandered,
  In Thy is from far o’er grace, us misery.
Clothed abounding,
  Rescued garments riches in we rejoice, of table as our grace. our sin prodigals rejoicest,
  In the Thy

Thou purpose pardoned,
  “Kissed with approve.
“It meet,” who we should Thy calf,” were they and have be dead.” found merry is us
  Fit hear My live love;
“Killed glad;
I made saying,
  “We once-lost Thee the fatted prodigal once Father’s the children,
  Now a to hast us” and

Abba’s Thy full in the in “Abba, learn and Thy redemption,
  And shall shown now before wisdom, children us the is adore how grace, assembled,
  All above
E’en Father,” proclaim
Abba’s heaven in wonders
  Of name! Thee,
  While hosts love.
Soon we throne Thy love