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THE MASTER PAINTER


By Vickie Lambdin © 2002

There is a Master painter
Who lives up above.
With each stroke of His brush,
He paints us some love.

He paints the purple violets
And the yellow daffodils,
With the deepest orange sunset;
Between the valleys and hills.

He paints us a rainbow,
After the rain.
Then, He brushes on some moon-glow,
Above the rugged terrain.

He paints our skies;
The mountains, and streams;
The bluest of blues
And the greenest of greens.

He paints us the perfect portrait,
With His tender works of art.
He shows us, in every pastel rose,
The love within His heart.

This beauty and perfection,
That He paints for us to share,
Is a Masterpiece, right here on earth,
In which no artist can compare.

THE MASTER PAINTER
By Vickie Lambdin © 2002