Lord, You thought of everything,
Flowers that bloom and birds to sing,
Winter's snow and rain in spring,
Lord, You thought of everything.
And You thought to make a way,
You sent Your Son my soul to save,
Your mercy and Your love displayed,
I'm so glad You made a way.
Lord, you didn't miss a thing,
And all my praise to You I bring,
My great Redeemer and my King,
Lord, You thought of everything.
©1996 J M McIntosh
All things were made through Him,
and without Him nothing was made
that was made. (John 1:3)
