T'would be joyous to
view God holding a newborn
in His heart, looking over
fingers and toes, as He
checks out every part.

Work begins at the
potter's wheel, fashioning
him into man; preparing
against evil, giving him
two legs to stand.

Redesigning the eyes
to see, producing ears
that hear His words,
redeeming souls to His
beloved, making wings to
soar like a bird.

The wonder of each
creation, a proud Father
must feel within, to be
watching His children grow
as into the image of Him.