Quiet River
6x6, oil on canvas
sold
sold
Of all the creatures both in sea and land
Only to man Thou hast made know Thy ways
And put the pen into his hand
And made him secretary of Thy praise.
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end
Strongly and sweetly movest!
Shall I not right, and not of Thee
Through whom my fingers bend
To hold my quill? Shall they not do Thee right?
I would substitute "brush" for "quill" and "pen".
It is my deepest desire.
In some small way might He be seen as glorious by a bit of color on my canvas.
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