The Painter’s Hand
Words and music by Sally DeFord and Valarie Olson
It’s always fascinating to watch videos that show the progress of a painting from beginning to end. There are places along the way that make the non-visual-artist in me want to ask, “Are you sure?” Invariably, the artist knows better than I do.
We humans pass through those ungainly stages as well, and sometimes it makes us want to ask the Master Painter, “Are you sure?”
Though He knows what the finished painting will be, we do not. Every touch of color, even the dullest, has a purpose; each brushstroke contributes to the masterpiece. In time, with patience and faith, we begin to see what the Painter sees in each of us.
Working on this song with my dear friend Valarie was a joy and a delight. We finished just before she moved off to adventures in another state, and I’m so glad we managed it.
One note: the lyrics include the word “provenance.” Don’t confuse it with “providence.” We chose the word on purpose.
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The Painter’s hand is firm and never falters
As He shapes the living portrait of my soul
There is wisdom in each line He smooths and alters
Where I see unfinished canvas, there the Painter sees the whole
He knows the strength that grows in shadow
When I’m reaching for the light
He sees the majesty and glory beyond my mortal sight
And though I may not understand
The artistry of heaven’s plan
I will trust the Painter’s hand unceasingly
He will make a masterpiece of me
The Painter’s hand is gentle as He renders
Every stroke of living color patiently
In shades of darkest night or brightest splendor
He reveals His grand design, and shows me what I’m meant to be
And when I come before Him, kneeling at His feet
I marvel at His love for one so small and incomplete
Then His spirit whispers peace to me
Restores my soul and teaches me
The wonder of my provenance and worth
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