MY DADDY GOD

I knew You in the past Lord ,
But never as a Dad,
The God of my perception,
Was stern and seldom glad.
I thought You kept a balance,
Where every deed was weighed,
If good I'd be rewarded,
And punished if I strayed.

I’d wring my hands before You,
Rife with guilt and stress,
Would I merit kindness,
Would You chastise or bless?
The god that I'd created,
Was distant, stern and cold,
Reluctantly I would approach.
Afraid that You would scold.

Dear Daddy God forgive me,
For having lacked insight,
To Jesus Christ all glory,
For bringing truth to light.
You love this wretched sinner,
In me You find delight.
I dare to call You Abba
I'm precious in Your sight.

Myra D’souza 13.5.1998

MY ABBA, FATHER

Because You love me Father God,
You make my life worthwhile
When I draw near You Abba,
I’m just Your little child.

When I am sad or anxious,
I climb up on Your knee,
Lean my head against You
As Your arms encircle me.

When I call You dear Father God,
No matter night or day,
You lean down from the heavens,
To hear me when I pray.

I am most highly favoured,
Sinner though I be,
For the Lord of all creation,
Is Daddy God to me.

My God You are the reason,
For the smile upon my face,
My soul thru’ Your sweet Spirit,
You fill with wondrous grace.

My soul serene and happy
My heart with Yours entwined,
Thank You for adopting me,
And making me Your child.


Myra D’souza / 2.11.1998