Christian Worship Abba, Father.
Behold, what wondrous grace
The Father has bestowed
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!
Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our Head.
A hope so much divine
May trials well endure;
May purify our souls from sin,
As Christ, the Lord, is pure.
We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.