A Frame So Beautifully Formed

Brought to life by God's own breath Crafted from the planets dust God's own image carved in flesh But not one righteous remains Perfection lost, beauty stained Far from the safety of God's side Innocence traded for a lie All my shame All I've failed to be nailed upon a cross And left at Calvary A world of fabulous design, yet scarred with misery and pain But underneath this brokenness, our Maker's signature remains And only Your redeeming love, can pay the debt we can't afford Salvation worked by Your own hand, Your broken workmanship restored