He was Pleased
If you've ever had a dream in your hands
And watched it come to fruition
That pride and the joy that you feel
Is how the Father feels about us
Stone by stone, piece by piece
He arranged me carefully
He made me, and He was pleased
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
He made me, and He was pleased
If you've ever loved someone so deeply
It can't compare to how our Father loves us first
The creator of hearts, He defines love
And through that love, He creates us
Stone by stone, piece by piece
He arranged me carefully
He made me, and He was pleased
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
He made me, and He was pleased
We are, we are, we are
His masterpiece
His handiwork, we're His poetry
And through Him I'm made complete
We are, we are, we are
His masterpiece
His handiwork, we're His poetry
And through Him I'm made complete
He made me, and He was pleased
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
A symphony in me
And watched it come to fruition
That pride and the joy that you feel
Is how the Father feels about us
Stone by stone, piece by piece
He arranged me carefully
He made me, and He was pleased
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
He made me, and He was pleased
If you've ever loved someone so deeply
It can't compare to how our Father loves us first
The creator of hearts, He defines love
And through that love, He creates us
Stone by stone, piece by piece
He arranged me carefully
He made me, and He was pleased
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
He made me, and He was pleased
We are, we are, we are
His masterpiece
His handiwork, we're His poetry
And through Him I'm made complete
We are, we are, we are
His masterpiece
His handiwork, we're His poetry
And through Him I'm made complete
He made me, and He was pleased
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
He made me, and He was pleased
Like an artist proud of his work
And a writer handcrafts his words
His voice creates a symphony
A symphony in me
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Writer(s): Poli Paul
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