An object at rest
tends to stay at rest—
These stones hadn’t
moved for quite some time
Buried in the rubbish
left behind
They waited for
someone—anyone--to care
It didn’t have to be
the best speaker
Or one with talents
by the score
But just one willing
to fill the breach
To stand before the
Lord
Have you ever heard a
stone rejoice?
A rock “Hosanna”
shout
When God is exalted,
miracles start
Even mountains move
about!
A
name declared
A
home prepared
Abba,
Father
One
who leads
Who
meets each need
Abba,
Father
One
who hears
Comforts,
cheers
Abba,
Father
He
loves, forgives
For
others lives
Abba,
Father
A
gentle Guide
Walks
by our side
Abba,
Father
All-seeing
eyes
With
words so wise
Abba,
Father
Rewarding
right
Sin
flees His sight
Abba,
Father
This
is my Praise
Eternal
days
Abba,
Father
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Galatians 4:6 And because ye are sons, God
hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying,
Abba, Father.
John
17:25-26 O
righteous Father, the world hath not known thee: but I have known thee, and
these have known that thou hast sent me.
And I have declared unto
them thy name, and will declare it: that the love wherewith thou hast
loved me may be in them, and I in them.
