It's two in the morning
And I'm still awake in my bed
And I can't shake these lies that keep running
Around in my he-head
What if I saw me, the way that You see me?
What if I believed it was true?
What if I traded, this shame and self-hatred?
For a chance at believing You
That You knit me together
In my mother's womb
And You say that I've never been
Hidden from You
And You say that I'm wonderfully
Wonderfully made
You search me and know me
You know when I sit, when I rise
So You must know the choices I've made
And the pain that I hide
And Your eyes, they have seen me
Before I was born
And You know all the good things
That You made me for
And I'm wonderfully
Wonderfully made
Oo-oo, oo-ooh
When I consider the Heavens above
Ohhh what is man, that You're mindful of us
'Til You say that we're wonderfully
Wonderfully made
And You promise that You'll never
Leave me, oh Lord
Oh that You hem me in, both behind and before
And I'm wonderfully
Wonderfully made
Help me believe it
Help me to see me
Just like You see me
Just like You made me
Wonderfully made
Oo-oo, oo-ooh
