In his image

We come in shapes that shift like the sea

Colors that bloom like the tallest tree

Every shade

Every scar

He sees beauty in me

In his image

We shine so bright

In his image

We find the light

He loves us all

No matter your creed or color

In his image

We’re held so tight

He painted the skies

He molded the clay

Each one of us different

But never astray

The potter’s hands don’t throw us away

His arms are open wide

He calls us to his side

In his image

We shine so bright

In his image

We find the light

He loves us all

No matter our creed or color

In his image

We’re held so tight

Christ bore the weight

The sins we bring

So we could rise

So we could sing

Forgiven now

Oh

Let it ring

Let it ring

Let it ring