Abba, Father, we adore Thee,
As Thy saints before Thy throne;
Sweet it, is to praise and bless Thee,
For thy love in Christ made known.
Feeding on His broken body,
We behold the wondrous price
That Thou gavest for our ransom,
Naught could else for sin suffice.
Thus alone, Thy love eternal
Can to us, as sinners, flow;
He who took our guilt upon Him,
Bore away our sin and woe.
He has shed His blood most precious,
Pouring out His soul to death;
“For my life that death He suffered”
Every ransomed sinner saith.
Of our guilt His cross the measure,
Then our sins’ desert we learn:
In this precious cup partaking,
We Thy love, our God, discern.
Through His blood, redeemed, forgiven,
Title to draw near the throne,—
How complete its perfect cleansing,
Thy unsullied light makes known.
Therefore, to Thee, God and Father.
Of our Saviour, and our Lord,
Prostrate bow our thankful spirits—
Worshipping with one accord.
As we take the sacred emblems,
Guide, our God, each heart aright,
That Thy children’s adoration
May be pleasing in Thy sight.
R. W.