God made for me this pair of ears
To hear His word throughout my years.
And gave me eyes to keep in sight
That I am here to do but right.
And left me with a mouth to speak
Of love and peace all through the week.
A brain to know what is right from wrong,
To think good thoughts the whole day long.
He blessed me with a pointed nose
To ward off sin where my head goes.
My face, though made of sin and bone
Is patterned so much like His own.
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