Lord, what art You have painted
A masterpiece You have built
Your image we have tainted
The flower, we mar and wilt
Who can deny Your praise
The work of Your hands?
By our folly we have made it such
Our fallen selves forget Thy grace
Thy works we blaspheme or lust
We hide away our face
How can this art not come from an artist?
And how could such art be greater than He?
Is not our God, more beautiful, more worthy?
O grant us Lord, eyes to see!
You are beautiful O Lord
Save me from my fallen mind
Thy everlasting love I could not afford
Yet Your tender grace, You've made me find
Oh I long for heaven
For eternity, much more
Oh grow within me like leaven
A hunger for Your Word!
I remember Thy mercies
I ponder the things of old
Grant me a heart of humility
The petals of patience, unfold
I admire Thy creation, O Lord
A masterpiece You have made
Yet my praises I will not hoard
For that which wilts and fades
I give praise to Thee
O Designer of the Designed
In peace and in trust
My thoughts be aligned
The folly of us men
Have twisted that which was not intended
Your Spirit, to us send
Our body and soul be mended
Oh God forgive what we men lack
And the danger each of us could bring
When we fall, our lifeblood is sapped
The hands of Flesh smother our crying need
The poisonous fangs, do suck and sap
Leaving us us in the fumes of wanted destruction
So renew in us what we have lacked
The fear of You, is our instruction
You are the God who blesses
We cry that You would grant it all
You are He who desires and seeks our good
Save us from these falls; we know
O the folly of men
Let us not dwell on that which is not
Twisting admiration for the art, into full lust
The Artist, whom must be sought
Light the path before us Lord
And guide us in the way
Against all impurity, we pledge our swords
Against holiness & true love's bane
I love You Lord, and I lift my voice
To worship You, O my soul rejoice
Take joy my King, in what You hear
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear
The folly and fear of man
Will prove indeed to be a snare
The spark in us to flame, God will fan
The bruised reed He will gently bear
Those who trust in Him
He shall renew their strength
We wait not alone
We wait along with Him
I enjoy the beauty He has made
Yet I will not covet what is not mine
I will not glutton and indulge
Nor to sin's chains be bind
I love You Lord
And I give eternal thanks for what You've made
I will wait patiently for Your blessing
Remembering You're everlasting, from day to day
