Abba ~ my Father,
has adopted me . . .
into His royal family
so I could be . . .
An heir to salvation,
a daughter of light
a child that brings
to Him great delight.
I’m no longer an orphan,
I’m no longer a stray
I’ve inherited a room
in His mansion I’ll stay.
Abba ~ my Father,
has adopted me . . .
into His royal family
so I can be free . . .
Free from the guilt,
of my wandering ways
free from the darkness
that once filled my days.
The adoption became final,
that day on the Cross
when Jesus died for me
and all those who are lost.
Abba ~ my Father,
has adopted me . . .
into His royal family
so I might see . . .
See His glory,
in the middle of my pain
see His grace fall
like sweet drops of rain.
The inheritance is mine,
I’m claiming my right
and now I have privilege
to His power and might.
Abba ~ my Father,
has adopted me . . .
into His royal family,
I willingly flee . . .
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Psalm 37:18
King James Version
“The Lord knoweth the days of the upright:
and their inheritance shall be for ever.
Copyright 2013
Deborah Ann Belka
Praise the Lord!
Deborah Ann Belka
CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann 