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Symbol of God’s glory, Arcs across the sky, Father’s promise to a world He’ll ne’er again destroy. Colours blaze out bright and bold Over a rain drenched land, Bringing hope and bringing joy To show He’ll understand. Scripture says if only, Our people turn and pray, Humble ourselves and seek His face; Then God will show the way. Our land You’ll heal; Its people too. If only Your people, Will turn to You. Many colours join as one To form a pure, white, light; And when Your body joins as one, We’ll revel in Your sight. Seven colours blending --, Rejoined as pure white light; Praises never ending, Perfect day from endless night. © July ‘99
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