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

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

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

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