Isn't socks and sweaters and caps.
It's stars and cedars and Lapps.
He doesn't use yarn.
He uses nothing.
He doesn't use knitting needles.
He uses his word.
He never drops a stitch
Or has the wrong size
Or forgets to finish what he started.
Thank God for his knitting
All things together.
You clothed me with skin and flesh,
and knit me together with bones and sinews.