Picture a man with no reason for living With no hope of smiling again Imagine a world with no golden daybreak Enclosed by the blackness of sin And the scene is bathed in beauty and glory Transformed by love's sweet embrace The hands of the Savior, erased all my sorrow And painted this picture of grace How sk**ful the hands of the artist Who painted this picture of me He saw with the eyes of a master How beautiful my life could be Where once was a portrait of gloom and despair This masterpiece hangs in it's place It's signed with his blood and it's framed with his glory This beautiful picture of grace The ashes and ruin That once filled the picture Had vanished and faded from view And beautiful touches of mercy adorned This picture he painted anew Such peace filled the eyes of the man he created A smile gently rests on his face Since Jesus erased all the guilt of my past And painted this picture of grace How sk**ful the hands of the artist Who painted this picture of me He saw with the eye's of a master How beautiful my life could be Where once was a portrait of gloom and despair This masterpiece hangs in it's place It's signed with his blood and it's framed with his glory This beautiful picture of grace Where once was a portrait of gloom and despair This masterpiece hangs in it's place It's signed with his blood and it's framed with his glory This beautiful picture of grace This beautiful picture of grace