You're child of Yahuah

Oh Panashe, thou scion of the Divine, A cherished offspring, born of heavenly design. In God's eyes, thy worth is esteemed and rare, A precious gem, beyond compare. Thy existence, a testament to His grand plan, A life imbued with purpose, by the Divine Hand. Thou art a vessel, of His boundless grace, A recipient of love, in its most sublime pace. May thy heart, with reverence, His name adore, And may thy soul, with fervor, His presence explore. For thou, dear Panashe, art a child of the Most High, A treasured heir, of His celestial sigh.