He calls me beloved,
The apple of His eye.
I don’t belong to the other,
who tries to fill me with his lies.
I am fearfully made, wonderfully done.
Was birthed into this world,
but accepted in His Son.
-A.G. Ayuen
He calls me beloved,
The apple of His eye.
I don’t belong to the other,
who tries to fill me with his lies.
I am fearfully made, wonderfully done.
Was birthed into this world,
but accepted in His Son.
-A.G. Ayuen