Art Song Lyrics

I fit right in that mold

But the clay didn't cure

I stayed within every line

But still the colors blurred

Why draw me here,

Just to change my direction

Why clear the view,

Just to cloud my perspective

I can not grasp the Artist's intentions

Until this work has reached completion

Like an artist

Stooping over His piece

You pull me apart

And You shape me again

The change hurts

But I never leave Your hand

You've purposed to complete this work

Of that I'm sure

You're stretching me over the frame

To display You more

My view is bounded

But You see beyond the frame

When the glass that holds me cracks

The picture remains unchanged

What should I do,

When I'm broken on display

Can I find joy

Amidst the shame

Though the exposure

Brings me pain

Beauty gleams clearer through

Broken panes

Like an artist

Stooping over His piece

You pull me apart

And You shape me again

The change hurts

But I never leave Your hand

You've purposed to complete this work

Of that I'm sure

You're stretching me over the frame

To display You more

I will count it all joy

When my faith is tested in the coals

For You know the way I take

And when You've tried me

I'll come out as gold

Like an artist

Stooping over His piece

You pull me apart

And You shape me again

The change hurts

But I never leave Your hand

You've purposed to complete this work

Of that I'm sure

You're stretching me over the frame

To display You more

You're stretching me over the frame

To display You more

You're stretching me over the frame

To display You more