All the leaves in the canopy
The Lord knows every one
Every grain of sand beneath the seas
And baking in the sun
All the flakes on every peak
He calls them all by name
He warms our hearths when he speaks
Each leaping fiery flame
Every soul you’ve every known
He knitted them with care
Hand-placing every chromosome
And numbering every hair
He knows this world He’s spoken
As every author should
So you and I can trust Him
When He says even we are good
By Herndon | MUSIC 