I feel the Spirit’s touch on my heart strings
As He blows through the Virgin’s heart to mine,
And through her, risen heart of Jesus brings
His song that He may play in my own time.
With my consent He plays His song in me
And through me with His words His wisdom weaves
To paint a picture on His tapestry:|
A vision of the whole we can receive.
From dawn to dusk and through the night He plays
With richness of His multi-colored love,
As He in His creation with us stays
To ever more reveal His treasure trove.
His Spirit with His music glory paints
In every heart with love that’s never faint.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 