New canvas, new pallet, new brush, new pen,
Master, make my life over again.

With each stroke, employ colors to create in me,
the picture that you originally intended it to be.

Crafter, Master, Artist, Friend,
Life Giver, renew my life and forgive all my sin.

Texture and feather, smooth out the lines.
Brighten my colors and redeem my time.

Lord, I’m exchanging my old life for one that’s free.
So, prepare my table for all men to see.

I know I’m not worthy of all your blessings,
But I am being refined with every new lesson.

Touch up the flaws and the imperfections.
Father, I need clarity and a sense of direction.

Let those on my canvas stick to the theme
Of being faithfully diligent, and spiritually clean.

We’ll never be perfect, but allow us to know
That you’ll walk beside us wherever we go.