He created the flowers He created the sand He wants to commune with us for hours Give us riddles in the night; we don’t understand
He wants us to search out His treasures And take ahold of His hands He can love us better Better than anyone can He Can love us better Abba Father loves us better, He Can love us better Oh, He can love me better, baby, than I can understand!
I can’t create flowers I can’t number the sand But I can talk to myself for hours And Abba fully understands I can’t take myself dancing Without Him holding my hand He’s the aleph and the Tav And the Great I am
Yeah, there’s no way I could love myself more than YHVH He sent his son Yeshua who arose from the grave. He can love us better Abba Father loves us better He can love us better Oh, He can love you better, baby, than anyone can.
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