Ever stop to notice
The wonder of your breath
Breathing in, breathing out,
The rising of your chest

Ever look at your hands
And see the beauty there
How they write and reach and love
And hold and handle with care

Who are we
To judge how we were made?
Who are we to tell the artist how He should create?
Who are we
To question His design?
He has made us perfect in His sight


Ever hold a baby
And look into her eyes
Tiny fingers, tiny toes
Nothing there to criticize

Ever watch a summer storm
Make a light show in the sky
The one who hung the moon and stars
Created you and I

I will praise Your name,
For I am fearfully and wonderfully made
I am the work of Your hand
Made in Your image, part of Your perfect plan

Who are we
To judge how we were made?
Who are we to tell the Artist
How He should create?
Who are we
To question our design?
He has made us perfect in His sight

Jena Morrow, Jesse Burkhead, Caleb King, Heather King, Alby Odum