Mr.Maker Of All (Proverbs 19:21)

In a world full of wonder, where the rivers flow free, You painted every sunrise, a masterpiece to see You put it all together in just 6 short nights Every brushstroke of love, whispering, "Let there be light." Was i on your mind when you made the galaxy Hey Mr. Maker of all, I know You hear when I call, Artist of all sunsets and mountain top views, You healed the blind and let them see, Let Your Son go for me. Makes me wonder why You got me here after all, You made all the stars, and all the birds sing, Mr. Maker of all, what's Your purpose for me? I hear about your timing and your great will And when your presences near that people can feel The overwhelming calming of a raging sea And i still can't help but wonder What it all means for me? Hey Mr. Maker of all, I know You hear when I call, Artist of all sunsets and mountain top views, You healed the blind and let them see, Let Your Son go for me. Makes me wonder why You got me here after all, You made all the stars, and all the birds sing, Mr. Maker of all, what's Your purpose for me? When the rain starts to pour, and the doubt weighs me down, I search for a whisper, for a sign, or a sound. Just a speck in Your canvas, but still, I hold worth, So i remain patient, and no longer concerned Hey Mr. Maker of all, I know You hear when I call, Artist of all sunsets and mountain top views, You healed the blind and let them see, Let Your Son go for me. Makes me wonder why You got me here after all, You made all the stars, and all the birds sing, Mr. Maker of all, what's Your purpose for me?