beautiful.

as i look into the stars
wondering how far away they are
how you hold them in your hands
and still you know this man
you know my innermost being Lord
even better than i know, than i know myself
what a beautiful God, what a beautiful God

what am I, that I might be called your child?
what am I, what am I
that you might know me my king
what am I, what am I, what am I

as i look off into the distance
watching the sun role on by
beautiful colors all around me
painted all over the sky
the same hands that created all of this
they created you and I
what a beautiful God
what a beautiful God

what am I, that I might be called your child?
what am I, what am I
that you might know me my King
what am I, what am I
that You might die that I might live
what am I, what am I, what am I
~Shawn McDonald~