Until Your Son called out to me I was lost For years my cradle swung above the grave It is a wondrous thing to be adopted by a king To know a love that crowns and crucifies When Your Spirit moves I breath a prayer to You A cry not from my mouth but from the heart Because the Spirit came, I can use Your holy name The tender name a son could only use
Chorus Abba Father, Since that word became Your covenant name Abba Father I cry out to You Knowing You will hear my plea For You've adopted me
Your Spirit of adoption came and filled my heart To smile upon the earth behind my eyes Urging me to give, teaching me to live To show the family likeness of Your love So Jesus has become for me a brother Lord The special son that died to set us free His cross for me has won the right to be Your son A blessed son You'd never cast aside
