Lord your hands are masterful.
My heart beats and my brain functions without me asking them too.
Every tongue confess and every knee bow 7 billion hands clap for you
Your the conductor I am your strings and cords
My praise produces  a melody
My soul is moved by yours
I use your energy to fight the sin in me
When I was dead you showed me sympathy
I gave you pain you give me peace
Traded shame for my release
Died and rose.
Your glory rolled back that concrete
Now I am free.
You separated me from sins as far as the east is from the west
Or the ozone layer is from the ocean depths
Your the light casted on shadows
The flaming sword ready for battle
You created me .. no one made you
Until the end of time I will praise you