"Abba! My Father!" C. M.
1. SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high,
Allow my humble claim;
Nor, when I raise my guilty head,
Disdain a Father's name.
2. My Father God — how sweet the sound —
How tender, and how dear!
Nor all the harmony of heaven
Could so delight the ear.
3. Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name
On my expanding heart;
And show that in Jehovah's grace
I share a filial part.
4. Cheered by a signal so divine,
Unwavering I believe,
And "Abba, Father," humbly cry;
Nor can the sign deceive.