Come up above to my throne on High
Up through the clouds
Up through the sky
Come spend some time with the Creator of All
The Master Craftsman, the Artist who outshines them all

For each night and each day
I paint a world of beauty
Yet all that you see and all that you behold
Is just a glimmer of the wonder of Heaven
A place you'll one day call home

Will you be one of my staff members
One of my crew
For a new day is dawning
As I release a Heavenly break through

Wouldn't you have liked to have been there down through time
As the feats of God were recorded for all of mankind?
The making of the waters, the mountains, and the seas,
The bushes, and the flowers
The making of man and the trees

There was one who was there
One who saw to each and every detail
The spirit of the Living God
It was He who designed every detail

He was there at the parting of the terrible Read Sea
In the fire of the furnace
In the burning of the cities
In the slaying of the thousand men
In the salvation of Daniel held captive in the lions' den

The Spirit of the Living God
Who was there in all
Can see and recall for thee
Each line and detail that He saw

It's within his memory and within his eyes
He's the keeper of the histories of all events down through time

You want to see some works of art?
He's the master designer of all
Since the very beginning of what you call "art"

For who does grant these gifts unto men
But the one who did form and breathe life into him?
So, if it's a painter you desire to be
Then come sit with the Master of Masters,
The teacher of all good things.

He can show thee a new way, a new style and design
The talent is young within you
But can grow beyond your experience and time

As you do tap into the anointing given
And begin to paint and to draw
You'll see something as never seen by man before
The world from beyond and the world from before.

Come now and walk with Me
Through the Galleries of God
Come where few earthly men have trod

Oh, you've seen the fine art museums and vast collections of men
You've even aspired to have your works one day
To be hanging on the walls among them

But they are places, which will die with rust and decay
For monuments of men shall all pass away;
The props and scenes and lavish sets of the world
Will one day be thrown away.

But that which you do with inspiration of Me
Shall last forever up in Heaven for all of my sons to see.

Come and be an artist for me
And together we shall see
What was before and what someday shall be;
Come with Me now and together you and I
Shall paint and design the pictures, which shall outlast time.

Come with Me, my son
And paint what shall one day be:
The Kingdom of the Father, Son, and Spirit
Portrayed in works of art, which will last for Eternity.

Come up above the rat race of men
Come now and spend time with Me
Come on home to your Father's throne
And see what your future shall be.

Come let us talk of life and love
Come let's discuss what shall be
Come on home to your Father's throne
And here your future you'll see.