Through Heaven's Eyes

A single thread in a tapestry

Though its color brightly shine

Can never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design

And the stone that sits on the very top

Of the mountain's mighty face

Does it think it's more important than the stones that form the base

So, how can you see what your life is worth?

Or where your value lies?

You can never see through the eyes of man

You must look at your life

Look at your life through Heaven's eyes

A lake of gold in the desert sand is less than a cool, fresh spring

And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy is greater than the richest king

If a man lose everything he owns, has he truly lost his worth

Or is the beginning of a new and brighter birth?

So, how do you measure the worth of a man

In wealth, or strength, or size?

In how much he gained or how much he gave?

The answer will come

The answer will come to him who tries

To look at his life through Heaven's eyes

And that's why we share all we have with you

Though there's little to be found

When all you've got is nothing, there's a lot to go around

No life can escape being blown about by the winds of change and chance

And though you never know all the steps

You must learn to join the dance

You must learn to join the dance

So, how do you judge what a man is worth

By what he builds or buys?

You can never see with your eyes on Earth, look though Heaven's eyes

Look at your life, look at your life

Look at your life through Heaven's eyes