Abba
"Abba Father", we cry—
Not by right, but by mercy,
Unworthy, yet chosen,
Bound by love unbreakable.
What love is this?
Fierce, relentless, divine—
That Heaven would surrender
Its Son for the lost.
Jesus!
The Lamb, the Warrior, the King—
Crushed, yet conquering,
Pierced, yet prevailing,
Until the cry of victory thundered:
"It is finished!"
Now liberated, we rise unshaken,
Fearless before the accuser,
Facing darkness with fire in our eyes—
For we war from a victory won!
Forever, we stand in His name.
The reality of the true children of God