Through heaven's eyes
(Brian Stokes Mitchell)

Jethro:
A single thread in a tapestry
Though its color brightly shine
Can never see its purpose
In the pattern of the grand design
And the stone that sits 
on the very top
Of the mountain's mighty face
Does it think it's more important
Than the stones that form the base?
So how can you see what 
your life is worth
Or where your value lies?
You can never see through the eyes of man
You must look at your life
Look at your life through heaven's eyes
Lai-la-lai…
A lake of gold in the desert sand
Is less than a cool fresh spring
And to one lost sheep, 
a shepherd boy
Is greater than the richest king
If a man lose ev'rything he owns
Has he truly lost his worth?
Or is it the beginning
Of a new and brighter birth?
So how do you measure the worth of a man
In wealth or strength or size?
In how much he gained or how 
much he gave?
The answer will come
The answer will come 
to him who tries
To look at his life through heaven's eyes
And that's why we share all 
we have with you
Though there's little to be found
When all you've got is nothing
There's a lot to go around
No life can escape 
being blown about
By the winds of change 
and chance
And though you never 
know all the steps
You must learn 
to join the dance
You must learn 
to join the dance
Lai-la-lai...
So how do you judge what a man is worth
By what he builds or buys?
You can never see with your eyes on earth
Look through heaven's eyes
Look at your life
Look at your life
Look at your life through heaven's eyes!