Watercolor Master
You paint color to my dreams,
with the same skilled hand
that brushes life into the midnight sky...
You breathe fire to my
mundane, ordinary, too-small faith
and raise me up
above the walls that bar my soul
to see Your plan unfolding just ahead...
Watercolor Master,
paint me beautiful in Your eyes...
How I long to fill Your heart with joy
as You have mine!
Oh, what may I do to light Your smile?
what gift of love would lift Your heart
so burdened with my inadequacies?
My King, my very life-breath
flows from Your love alone...
Oh, that I may spread Your glory!
Would that I could fill the winds
with the sweet essence of You,
that all would know Your sweetness...
My Lord, my All-in-All,
My own Prince Charming,
I need no other passion -
for You are Heaven to me.
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