Is what I make original and new?
Can Imagination rise and fly for me
To recreate the glory one 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
Weŕe part of all, responsible and free
Oh, recreate that glory children knew
We make music with our voices too
The ram ś horn or the string/ed lute make plea
Is what we make original and new?
The charcoal on the paper is a clue
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?
To create , to live , must we know Calvary?
How my heart sings 