Who can ever think God will bless Egyptians?

Nor called her his people? His love.

Who can ever think of Assyrians been called his hand-made? His love.

Deeper than the deepest Sea I can ever think of

Higher than the series of tallest buildings of the World

Sweeter than the Thaumatin of Katemfe 

How precious is your love

Even when our hearts went astray

Your love draweth us back to you

And your mercy speakest over judgement

How tender is your love to us

For you are faithful to deliver from all evils

Keeping us from the roaring lion

Making your glory our daily beauty

Looking back to see all you've done

My conclusion is that "Your love never fails!"

I would have been nothing without you

Hmmm, Haba Father, 

Thank you for loving me

Friend, Know that his love never fails...

He loves you so dearly

Let him in into your life

And you'll not regret what you did!