Fine guy, abba made you just for me, and anytime I set my eyes on you, I just wanna speak in tongues. You are like a fine wine in a proper wineskin and in every way you are made just for me. Everything about you expresses divinity just like how your words exude life has always
lifted me. I never take for granted all the words you speak to me because I don't know but it always comes right when I need it. You are made by Abba the father, in heaven not Aba. I can tell of God's beauty just by looking at you and the way you love me is a carbon copy of