There Really Ought To Be A Smile Upon My Heart
Don’t Judge Me In There’s An Unfinished Part,
But I’ll Be Perfect Just According To His Plan.
Fashioned By The Master’s Loving Hand.

He’s Still Working On Me, To Make Me What I Ought To Be.
It Took Him Just A Week To Make The Moon And The Stars
The Sun And The Earth And Jupiter And Mars
How Loving And Patient He Must Be.
He’s Still Working On Me.

In The Mirror Of His Word Reflections That I See
Makes Me Wonder Why He Never Gave Up On Me.
But He Loves Me As I Am And Helps Me When I Pray
Remember He’s The Potter I’m The Clay

He’s Still Working On
He’s Still Working On
He’s Still Working On Me.