If I were to stop speaking
Where would my words run
If I were to stop thinking
Would my heart no longer beat
Out of my heart thoughts flow
Out of my mind words go
My heart
My mind
My words
Reflect
How I know You
They paint the picture
Tell the story
The true colours of heart and thoughts
Words and deeds
Painted across this canvas
Reveal
Your beauty
Remove
What’s false
By the stroke of Your love
Master
You have painted me
Into Your creation
And with every loving touch
You’re finishing
What You began
