Perfect Work of Art
Karen Taylor-Good
(Donagh Long / Barbara Rothstein)
Oh the sculptor Michelangelo
was asked how he got in the flow
and made the lovely David
from a giant block of stone
he said, well he was in there waitin',
my job was simply excavatin'
I just took away what did not belong
and I know, somewhere
not so deep inside of me
lives that perfect soul
that I was meant to be
Let me be the way I was created
let me find a pure and simple heart
I‘ll chip away all jealousy and hatred
and reveal God‘s perfect work of art
Well I think we're born on angels' wings,
heaven sends such graceful things
like love without condition,
knowing we are not alone
then descends the soul's dark night,
shadows come and block the light
and as the years go by, we turn to stone
my block of stone is made of fear and doubt
but the real me is cryin' to come out
Let me be the way I was created
let me find a pure and simple heart
I‘ll chip away all jealousy and hatred
and reveal God‘s perfect work of art
I reveal God‘s perfect work of art