I wonder what God thinks,
when He looks upon my face.
Does He see a poor wretched soul,
or a woman full of grace.

Does God cry tears of sorrow,
when my heart reflects a worldly view.
Does He see the pain inside,
knowing everything I’ve been through.

But God says he’ll catch when I stumble,
and He’ll carry me when I fall.
I’m comforted in times of trouble,
He’s my refuge through it all.

So I wonder what God thinks,
when He looks upon my face.
Does He see a poor wretched soul,
or a woman full of grace.