King of Kings

Our Father “Abba” rules on high grace in His left Hand judgment in his right revealed to flesh in Jesus Christ I knew you before I formed you I touched your broken body I breathed your first breath and I know all your dreams I saw life through your eyes I felt your hurt I felt your pain I knitted you in your mother’s womb I predestined you to become Mine no one could snatch you out of my nail scarred hands even with demons in your mailbox and satan’s hook on your very soul you are now bleached like the driven snow