Cry Abba Father
Whenever fear knocks at my door.
I cry Abba Father and He is there for sure.
When life is overwhelming in the depth of night,
I cry Abba Father, and bask in His pure light.
When life's travails cause me to fail and gasp,
I cry Abba Father, His hand I reach and clasp.
No matter what life throws at me each day,
I cry Abba Father as each morning I pray.
I know that He will always be there.
My Abba Father, for me, will always care.
© Dave Timperley 09/04/2018
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