His kind eyes
His healing hands
His compassionate touch
Just as the apple of His eye
I am hidden under the shadow of His wings
His kind eyes
His healing hands
His compassionate touch
Just as the apple of His eye
I am hidden under the shadow of His wings
His mathless grace,
His endless embrace.
I am His precious work of art,
Carved fearfully In His pure heart.
I am the apple of His eyes,
A worm He made worthy and wise.
Beautiful piece ❤
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Thank you
Very nice piece too❤️
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