Rebecca St. James - Abba (father)

^BmI'm fee^Gling like the e^Emagle that rises ^BmFlies a^Gbove the ea^Emrth and it's troubles ^BmOh yes it k^Gnows that there are val^Emleys below But un^Bmder his wi^Gngs there's a st^Emronger power

^GOh Fa^Emther-You are my stren^Cgth On y^Bou I wa^Ait upon

^DYou make the road rise u^Gp to meet me ^DYou make the sunshine wa^Grm upon my face ^DThe wind is at my b^Gack & the rain falls soft ^DGod I lift you high-Y^Gou are my Abba

^BmRunni^Gng in this r^Emace to the finish line ^BmThe only ro^Gad for ^Emme is the narrow ^BmNot gonna s^Gtop or even l^Emook to the side When I f^Bmix my e^Gyes upon Y^Emou Jesus

^GOh Fa^Emther (Abba)-You are my stre^Cngth ^BNow more than e^Aver

^BmWhen you've run too f^Emar-and the road is long ^BmCan't walk another m^Emile-He is waiting ^BmHope in Him ag^Emain-He'll renew you Then y^Gou will rise, ga^Bther up your wi^Angs and fly... ^D