God made my fingers and my thumbs and stuck them on my hands
And how they came to work so well, I cannot understand.
He put my hands on the end of my arms so I can raise them high
As I praise the God who created me.
God made my toes ev’rybody knows and stuck them on my feet
And I can kick and wiggle them and walk along the street
He put my feet on the end of my legs so I can jump up high
As I praise the God who created me.
God made my fingers and my toes and ev’ry bit of me
He put them all together as anyone can see
And all of me can work for him and lift his name up high
As I praise the God who created me
God made the church and put us here to show he loves us all
And we can love each other now and tell the whole wide world
And we can join together and lift our voices high
As we praise the God who created us.