onsdag 18 februari 2009

What am I

As I look into the stars
Wondering how far away they are
How You hold them in Your hands
And still You know this man

You know my inner most being
Even better than I know, than I know myself
What a beautiful God

As I look off into the distance
Watching the sun roll on by
Beautiful colors all around me
Painted all over the sky
The same hands that created all of this
They created you and I
What a beautiful God

And what am I,
that I might be called Your child
What am I, What am I
That You might know me, my King
What am I, what am I
That You might die, that I might live
What am I, What am I

It is you I live for every day.

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