Paint me a new day,
Oh Artist of my soul.
Create in me a new heart,
As your picture is made whole.
With each stroke of your brush on the canvas that is me,
I secretly hope for a picture of comfort,
A portrait of ease.
But you’re the Master Painter
Your ways are yours alone.
So paint me as you desire,
Oh Lord, let Your will be done.
Swirling, vibrant colors.
Sweeps of greens and blues.
Slashes of red;
Dabs of yellow.
Your vision is made manifest
My heart daily made new.
Slowly being created is the canvas that is me.
Each day bringing new hues and shadows
Forming a masterpiece-
that I, on my own, could never conceive.
My God, you alone are the Master Artist of my Soul.
3 thoughts on “The Artist of My Soul”
You’re welcome! ❤
I'm honoured that you took the time to visit my blog and read. It really means a lot to me, and yes, I really wish our days were longer and our to-do list shorter.
I'll definitely check it out! Thanks! ❤
Thank you. I look forward to reading more from you as well. Beautiful blog you have, I glanced through just now, to stay longer would put my plans of the day in peril. We all need more hours in the day. There’s a few more of mine under the menu category of Poetry when you find yourself with more time. Thanks again, you made my morning 😀
This was such a beautifully written piece!
I simply loved the idea and the way you’ve expressed it so eloquently ❤
Looking forward to reading more from you!