"Abba, Father," we approach Thee (7)

"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 through Him our souls draw nigh;
And Thy Spirit, too, has taught us
"Abba, Father," thus to cry.

Once as prodigals we wandered,
In our folly, far from Thee;
But Thy grace, over 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.

"Abba, Father," we adore, Thee,
While the hosts in heaven above
Even 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 as shown in Jesus,
And how full is Abba’s name!