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

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

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

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