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If
I Were A Painter
If
I were a painter, I’d paint the whole wide world.
I’d
paint God’s love for everyone, including boys and girls.
I’d
paint the mighty oak tree, it’s sinews towering strong
and
then I’d paint a sunrise, to last the whole day long.
Inspired
by Nature’s beauty, guided by Father God,
I’d
color every evil thing and change the whole façade;
to
cover all the ugliness, the face of God to see
and
soon all of Creation, the color of Jesus would be.
In
total surrender, I’d seek to color Wise,
to
reflect the beauty in Faithfulness, as seen in Father’s eyes.
His
Wisdom I would paint in blue,
Compassion,
the color purple.
His
Mercy would be the faintest hue
of
rose petals, soft and supple.
Then
I would complete the canvas by painting in a Heart;
the
Heart of God in everyone that makes us be a part.
His
Love coursing through our veins
to
give His Sweet, Sweet Spirit.
We
would all be kinfolk then, no tint of evil in it.
If
I were asked to paint a portrait of the loveliest thing, I’d start,
by
painting the love of Jesus in every human heart.
10/27/03
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