When I consider

When I consider
the stars in the sky
the work of Your hands,
Your fingers, I wonder.
When I look up and see
all You've done, when I consider
how You gave each a name, I can't
help but wonder how You formed me,
named me in the secret place, how You
placed me, traced me, and then with Your
embrace shaped me as clay. It was Your
love, Lord, that draws me to You, Your love,
Lord, that made me fear Your name
and wonder, My God, of the
works of Your fingers.