The vastness of the universe
The perfume of a rose
The cry of the newborn baby
Are the fingerprints of God.
God’s hands threw each star into space
Carefully naming every one
The rose he formed with petals
That turn to reflect the sun.
He was involved with the newborn
Long before he arrived in the world
Decided every tiny detail
Whether his hair would be straight or curled.
God’s fingerprints are everywhere
Displaying His creative power
In the miracle of the newborn babe
Brightness of star, perfume of flower.
