Just the children in their Art class
put to creative use
bits of broken bangles or glass;
so too the Divine Master
takes the broken bits and pieces of our lives
and makes a beautiful picture
which becomes the cynosure of all eyes.
Carefully He picks each and every broken bit
smoothes out the edges which were badly hit
and places them on His Canvas Divine.
O Artist Sublime!
The broken glass, how it does shine
this glory, O Lord, is all Thine.
Thank You, Thank You
for making us a part
of Thy Canvas Divine.