Sketch what's left undone   Fill the spaces where emptiness reigns   Trace your shadow   A stencil of Jesus    Make it bright   Make it shine   Like nothing they've seen   A perfect hand can do such things   That's why I have you    And beauty is a must   And you expect nothing else   Make sure you draw the robe   And make it whiter than before   Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder   But the one who paints the picture