Interlude 2: Grains - India.Arie

I’m grateful that You never

Ceased to amaze me

The way You love me

From the flicker of an eye lash

To the further star

From the pyramid

To the beat of my heart

From a woman in Somalia

To a child in Harlem

You created from the same thing, oh

I’m grateful that You created me

From the same grains

From the same thing

And I’m grateful that You never

Ceased to amaze me

The way You love me