abigail miller - music in his hands lyrics
dusty wood
raveled strings
just a pile of useless things
lying on a workroom floor
what could these be useful for?
‘til he comes
with his hands
silently, he works his plans
makes an instrument appear
makes his purpose clear
chorus:
for the master crafts with music in his hands
he guides his tools so deftly, and he always understands
he’s not hasty or mistaken in his patterns or his plans
for the master crafts with music in his hands
are you there?
on that floor?
wondering what you’re useful for?
wait and see what he will do
he has certain plans for you
yield to him
in his time
hе will make his beauty shine
through еach instrument he makes
he makes no mistakes!
chorus
bridge:
he knows the final goal
as each instrument is tried
he never ceases working
until he is satisfied!
chorus
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