Transcendently Satisfied, Self-Fulfilled God,
Dependent On Nothing, Perfection Uncaused,
No Lack In Your Essence Compelled You To Take
Your Paintbrush In Hand And A Masterpiece Make.

The Soul Of The Artist Soars Gloriously Free,
No Shackles Constraining His Will To Decree
Its Chosen Expression, Exquisitely Bright,
Displaying His Character, Skill, And Delight.

Tis Glorious To Trace How The God Of All Grace
Works His Shining Salvation’s Decree,
And Loving Him Now, I Rejoice To See How
It’s Because Of His First Loving Me.

The Process Began With His Purpose And Plan
From Before The Foundation Of Time:
He Named Me His Own, And Thus I Was Foreknown,
Though Through No Undertaking Of Mine.