When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You have set in place, what is mankind that You are mindful of them, human beings that You care for them?
Psalm 8:3
What am I that You think of me
You created the moon and the stars
Father it amazes me that You care
About my happiness hurt and scars
You are the Creator of everything and yet
You want to be the Creator of my story
You spin the earth at Your fingertips
And still You always go before me
You paint the sky every morning
And give us a new start every day
You care about every detail of my life
And bring me back whenever I stray
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