🎵 OpenPsalm

Verse 1 Abba, Father! We approach Thee
In our Savior’s precious name; We, Thy children, here assembled,
Now Thy promised blessing claim; From our sins His blood hath washed us,
’Tis through Him our souls draw nigh, And Thy Spirit, too, hath taught us,
Abba, Father, thus to cry.

Verse 2 Once as prodigals we wandered
In our folly far from Thee, But Thy grace, o’er sin abounding,
Rescued us from misery; Thou Thy prodigals hast pardoned,
Kissed us with a Father’s love, Spread the festive board, and called us,
E’er to dwell with Thee above.

Verse 3 Clothed in garments of salvation,
At Thy table is our place, We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest,
In the riches of Thy grace; It is meet, we hear Thee saying,
We should merry and be glad, I have found My once lost children,
Now they live who once were dead.

Verse 4 Abba, Father! all adore Thee,
All rejoice in Heav’n above, While in us they learn the wonders
Of Thy wisdom, grace, and love; Soon before Thy throne assembled,
All Thy children shall proclaim, Glory, everlasting glory,
Be to God and to the Lamb!