He Knew
When God Created Me
He Knew who I would be
He Knew each hair on my head
He knew the size of my feet
He knew I wouldn't be
A doctor or a famous athlete
He Knew my passion to teach
He Knew all of little hearts I would reach
He Knew I would graduate
He Knew my track would be all A's
He Knew I would walk across the stage
With a big smile on my face
He Knew I would go to college
To pursue my dream
He Knew I would ask Him
To provide my needs
He Knew my love for Him
Would be in my every limb
He Knew my life would be
Everything I wanted it to be
When I look in the mirror
I See...
God is so proud of me
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