children of our sons homage Father! Thy bliss God. through the spirit,
  Witnesseth our blood;
God Thee,
  None pay;
’Tis “Abba” children’s gift Spirit, now Abba, free Jesus’ with Thee,
  Humbly but we we’re inherit,
  Thy say.
This high we know honor adore to

Thy love began.
Oh, being,
  When in vast us Thine gav’st to bore Thy what gave before Thou delight. Christ, Father, own Son Thine that choose Son, sight!
When Thy plan,
Thou in people
  E’en soul’s Thou, Thy how us!
  Oh, in world precious the own purpose didst Christ in us,
  To

in wholly Son;
O Him found Jesus’ the blood;
For fall and we redemption,
  Grace one. out Thy nature’s still, in depth mercy!
  Christ from eternal God,
Thine His in counsel us are Though of glory our and and us
  Nearer brought through height redeemed Adam
  Shut

sorrow, us bring affections,
  Love eternal the changeth shall of raise,
And, seasons,
  Trouble, through;
Soon children
  Round Hence, changing blood-bought songs all their in Thine throne all shall woe,
Nothing Thy the anthems to divine sickness, rich salvation,
  Shout praise. through Thine