Wonderfully Made Lyrics

Another day begins and I begin the mourning
Look in the mirror wonder, what I'm trying for
Lately the mirror's giving me some early warnings
Can I make it out the d-oor
Close my eyes and move quickly down the hallway
Don't really want to see my picture on the wall
I pick a feature could be working on it all day
But it wouldn't change at all
So I think of this before I fall

~Chorus~
I'm m-ade, with my Father's hands
I'm m-ade, with His breath of life
I'm, fearfully, wonderfully made
Through the window comes the warm Atlanta sunshine
And I'm encouraged to think on a different thing
The hand that lit the light that brightens up the skyline
Turned clay into a king
So let the mirror hear me sing

~Chorus~

I'll comb my hair a different way
Maybe on a better day
I could turn a head or tw-o
But I'm being manipulated here and only one opinion's clear
And from His point o-f v-iew
With my Father's hands I'm m-ade
With His, breathe of life

I'm m-ade, with my Father's hands
I'm m-ade, with His breath of life
I'm, fearfully, wonderfully
Fearfully, wonderfully
Fearfully, wonderfully m-ade