I can see the tears filling your eyes,
and I know where they’re coming from.
They’re coming from a heart
that’s broken in two
by what you don’t see.
The person in the mirror
doesn’t look like the magazine.
Oh but when I look at you it’s clear to me…
That I can see the fingerprints of God
when I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
and I know it’s true.
You’re a masterpiece that all creation
quietly applauds
and you’re covered with the fingerprints of God.
Never has there been and never again
will there be another you,
fashioned by God’s hand
and perfectly planned
to be just who you are.
And what He’s been creating
since the first beat of your heart
is a living, breathing, priceless work of art.
And I can see the fingerprints of God
when I look at you.
I can see the fingerprints of God
and I know it’s true.
You’re a masterpiece that all creation
quietly applauds
And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God.
Just look at you.
You’re a wonder in the making.
And God’s not through, in fact,
He’s just getting started!
And I can see the fingerprints of God
when I look at you.
I can see the fingerprints of God
and I know it’s true.
You’re a masterpiece that all creation
quietly applauds
And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God.
