He's still working on me
To make me what I ought to be
It took him just a week 

to make the moon and stars
The sun and the earth and Jupiter and Mars
How loving and patient He must be
He's still working on me

There really ought to be 

a sign upon my heart
Don't judge him yet, 

there's an unfinished part
But I'll be better just according to His plan
Fashioned by the Master's loving hands

In the mirror of His word
Reflections that I see
Makes me wonder why 

He never gave up on me
But He loves me as I am 

and helps me when I pray
Remember He's the potter, I'm the clay