Each living soul's a brush, transcribing love
that flows from spirit, coloring creation.
We empty, that the grace from up above
may pour into our lives: sweet inundation
spilling out into the world through song and story,
in music, acts of courage, and works of art.
That fount of living water, inspiratory,
whose endless source fills every longing heart
with hope and joy and valor to progress
along the path we're given and to find
the resources within to incandesce;
to serve for others as a light divine.
Take now your palette, instrument, or pen
and speak your peace: let each stroke shout Amen!
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