The Last Special

I sang my last special with my groupies :) this Sunday evening. It could have been better - I felt like I was flat the whole time and throwing their parts off, only because I was on the verge of crying. So yeah, it could have been better... but for posterity's sake, I wanted to post it here.

Picture someone with no reason for living,

With no hope of smiling again.

Imagine a world with no golden daybreak,

Enclosed by the blackness of sin.

Then the scene is bathed in beauty and glory,

Transformed by love's sweet embrace,

The hands of the Savior, erased all my sorrow

And painted this picture of grace.

How skillful the hands of the Artist, 

Who painted this picture of me,

He saw with the eyes of a Master, 

How beautiful my life could be, 

Where once was a portrait of gloom and despair,

This masterpiece hangs in its place,

It's signed with His blood and it's framed with His glory, 

This beautiful picture of grace. 

Ashes and ruin, that once filled the picture, 

Have vanished and faded from view, 

And beautiful touches of mercy adorn 

This picture He painted anew.

Such peace fills the eyes of the one He created, 

A smile gently rests on his face, 

Since Jesus erased all the guilt of my past 

And painted this picture of grace.