These were my dad's Gibson instruments. In his hand's, he
could make music with all four in my hand's I could only
make noise!
A MASTER CRAFSTMAN
A master craftsman,
The tools of his trade.
Are love, mercy and grace.
And courage, to walk unafraid.
A master craftsman,
Constantly works for perfection.
He hones his craft,
With the greatest protection.
A master craftsman,
Has the lightest touch.
He guides his hand,
His craft, he loves so much.
A master craftsman,
Jesus Christ, tis He.
For His craft, He gave all...
He died for you and for me!
Freda Fullerton
June 30, 2016
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