Oh my Lord, my Father, my God, Thy kingdom cannot come too soon. For I await with feet well shod And will till you return, my God, Wait by the flow of sun and moon. I long for the day when all of yours Are perfected in the bodies you've made, With pain, sorrow, sin no more In love with work and never sore, Enjoying the beauty of plying a spade. Seeing your face in the form of your Son Love will flow naturally toward you From those made perfect and in unison Worshipping you and the Incarnate One Who went before us to prepare a room. Please give, O Lord of heaven and earth The patience to wait and worship you While living in a world filled with hurt And striving to live a life of worth Knowing you are waiting for us, too.
exists to create art which reflects the beauty and the glory of God, to use art to comfort and encourage people, and to inspire others to pursue the arts.
Virginia C. McCoy Fine Art 