| What kind of God can make the morsels of snow, fall from a gray sky
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| What kind of God can weave the tapestry of a rainbow, and sketch it into a we
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| sky
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| It’s no wonder how he can do, every little thing he does for me
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| If it hadn’t been for you, where would I be?
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| What kind of God can give you a vision, and create a skyscraper tall
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| What kind of God can use the pattern of color, and give it a name like fall
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| It’s no wonder how he can do, every little thing he does for me
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| If it hadn’t been for you, where would I be?
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| I’d be at the bottom when you told me there’s a place at the top for me
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| I’d be on the back side when you showed me there’s a place in the front I
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| should be
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| I’d be on the outside looking in when, you’ve prepared me a table for kings
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| If it hadn’t been for you, where would I be?
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| What kind of God can take my fragile and wounded heart, fill it with
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| unconditional love
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| What kind of God can take away my guilt and shame, and give me grace to rise
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| above
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| It’s no wonder how he can do, every little thing he does for me
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| If it hadn’t been for you, where would I be?
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| I’d be at the bottom when you told me there’s a place at the top for me
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| I’d be on the back side when you showed me there’s a place in the front I
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| should be
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| I’d be on the outside looking in, when you’ve prepared me a table for kings
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| If it hadn’t been for you, where would I be? |
| (Repeat 2x)
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| Just like a ship without a sail, without you |