Through My Father's Eyes

Written November 2006
Through my Father’s eyes, I am
A matchless work of art.
A masterpiece that he has made
And loves with all His heart.

Through my Father’s eyes is seen
A heart that longs to praise.
To worship at the feet of God,
And love Him all its days.

Through my Father’s eyes is seen
A beauty so divine.
None other on this earth can match
This child He has designed.

I look into my Father’s eyes;
A tear runs down His cheek.
For He knows I’m dissatisfied;
I’m broken and I’m weak.

But, only through His eyes I see
A matchless work of art.
A masterpiece that He has made
And loves with all his heart.