We come forward, Abba, Father

We come forward

Abba

Father

By Thy Son led to Thy throne;

Praise and worship to Thee offer

Abba’s lovingkindness own.

Thou art on the throne rejoicing

Thine eternal plan is done:

Death and rising

lost ones finding—

We’re Thy people in Thy Son.

Bread and cup set on the table

Which we all partake as one

Clearly manifest in symbol

All the work of Thy dear Son.

On the cross

His body broken

Made a new and living way;

We come forward

now ’tis open

Gladly “Abba

Father” say.

Precious blood has flowed out for us

Sins

transgressions

cleared away;

Righteousness and anger toward us

No more claim on us can lay.

His blood stands before Thee ever;

Better things it does proclaim.

Thus He’s silenced the accuser

And released us from self-blame.

Lower than the angels’ measure

What is man

O God

to Thee?

That Thou visit

even treasure

Reconciling him to Thee.

Only man receives forgiveness

Not the angels who rebelled.

To Thee

Father

praise ne’er ceases

For Thy grace unparalleled.