Abba, Father

O' how you are beatiful, O' how you are miraculous;

O' how you are majestic, O' how you are mysterious.

You are deeper than the Ocean and closer than the sun

O' how some love you, O' how some hate you.

Your beauty is matchless and your reign is forever.

O' how I want to cry out to you, O' how I want to feel your warmth.

God you are real. God you are true.

Forever I will worship you.

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