Abba Father
ABBA FATHER
What immense forces!
The sky darkens and the earth trembles!
The hand of the Lord is near.
The wind dies down
Lightning dances across the skies
Jesus my Lord
When will you be here?
That I might meet You face to face
That I might worship at Your feet
And glorify Your name
That I might thank You and bless You
For Your amazing grace!
My Saviour, my heavenly Father
Abba Father
I love you!
2 Timothy 1
Thanksgiving
3 I thank God, whom I serve, as my ancestors did, with a clear conscience, as night and day I constantly remember you in my prayers. 4 Recalling your tears, I long to see you, so that I may be filled with joy. 5 I am reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also.
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