Birthright - Almighty Architect

You work on me with potters hands
Shaping me according to your plan
You won't stop until the work is done
Your making me to look just like your Son

You work on me with gardeners hands
You take scorched earth and create new land
You trim and prune so that I may grow
You desire a harvest that's plentiful

You work on me with surgeons hands
Your Spirit separates the good from bad

You prepare for me my wedding clothes

Amazing Inventor
Almighty Architect
Fanciful Creator
Yet here alone You and I sit

Written by:
Tanner Layle

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