There was a man, long before the temples and the laws
Who walked with God as friend, not servant, not in awe
He didn’t bow from distance, didn’t tremble at the name
He spoke with Him as equal — and the fire and smoke remained
And if that man could stand before the burning and not die
Then maybe we have missed the point of who we’re talking to tonight
This is not a distant throne you’re meant to fear
This is not a title you are forced to revere
He calls you friend — if you will take the name
Abba is not weakness, it’s the door He opened wide
But don’t mistake the closeness for a thing you can decide
He didn’t wait for perfect words or perfect hearts to come
He called a man His friend when all the nations were still one
And later came the voice that split the sky in two
This is My beloved Son — listen well to what is true
So when you say Our Father, when you dare to speak it plain
Remember who is listening — and remember why He came
This is not a distant throne you’re meant to fear
This is not a title you are forced to revere
He calls you friend — if you will take the name
But friendship has a weight, and nearness has a cost
Abba is not comfort if the heart remains uncrossed
You can keep your distance, you can keep your careful prayers
You can call Him Lord and Master, keep Him safely over there
But if you want the friendship that was offered from the start
Then speak it like you mean it — Abba, from the heart
This is not a distant throne you’re meant to fear
This is not a title you are forced to revere
He calls you friend — the question is: will you?
Abba is the doorway but the doorway isn’t new
Abba
Friend
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