God made me with love, and he made me just right.
He holds me each morning. He guards me at night.
The plan that he started, he won’t toss away.
He works me and shapes me a little more each day.
The work of his hand is a spectacular thing.
From sunup to sundown, from winter to spring,
He controls each moment, so I have no fear.
I follow his voice that I so eagerly hear.
His kindness is endless. Never will it end.
He’s my Father, my Helper, always my Friend.
He colors my life with his mercy so true,
And finishes everything he promises to do.
Trust him, my friend, when the journey feels long,
For he is the Author, the Writer of song.
He finishes the stories that he lovingly starts,
Engraving his purpose on all of our hearts.
Never fear he’ll abandon the work he began,
For his love is eternal, forever his plan.
He will complete what he said he would do—
A miraculous masterpiece completed in you.
