I begin the day
With the faith you fashion my ways,
And I cannot escape
For your hand it leads.
Your right hand holds me.
When I wake, you will be there.
When the sun goes down in the night,
You wil be there.
My life has been ordained.
You have formed this very frame
And I am fearfully made.
For I was made in that secret place.
When I wake, you will be there.
When the sun goes down in the night,
You wil be there.
How precious are your thoughts, all over me.
They're more than the sands of the sea.
When I wake, you will be there.
When the sun goes down in the night,
You wil be there.