Can  Imagination   leap and fly for me

Is what I make  original and new?
Can  Imagination   leap and fly for me
To   recreate the glory   this child knew?

Who lit the candle flame that brought me view?
Who opened up my inner eye to see?
Is what I make  original and new?

We birth into a culture others grew
We´ŕe part of all,  responsible yet free
Oh,   recreate that glory  children knew

We make music with our voices too
The ram ś horn  or the stringed lute make plea
Is what we make  original and new?

The charcoal on the paper is a cue
I sail  with wonder on my  inner sea
Oh,   recreate the glory    children  knew

Oh,God , oh eye,  have mercy upon me
Oh God, the voice, the hand , the touch, save me
Is what I make  of worth and pattern new?
Oh,  recreate the glory, spare the Calvary