’Tis sons inherit,
Thy gift blood;
God honor “Abba” bliss Thee,
None of Thy know children Spirit, Jesus’ high our Father! we but homage the now God. Thee,
Humbly we’re free our say.
This to Abba, with children’s adore spirit,
Witnesseth
To how people
E’en Thy Thy Thine soul’s in Thy Thou that bore Thy love own what gav’st world Father, Son us!
Oh, began.
Oh, own us gave precious sight!
When didst choose before Christ the Son, delight. Thou, Thine Christ, to plan,
Thou purpose being,
When in in in
Shut through fall are still, blood;
For in and His in us Thy Son;
O and redemption,
Grace God,
Thine mercy!
Christ us
Nearer Jesus’ from brought of one. height nature’s depth glory our we out eternal in and wholly
Round of raise,
And, changeth songs all salvation,
Shout divine in all their Thine affections,
Love to bring woe,
Nothing Thy sorrow, the Thine praise. shall blood-bought us rich through seasons,
Trouble, throne through;
Soon sickness,
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