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The Beautiful Color of Love
What color is God,
Asked the children with skin so fair.
Is He white like me,
Does he have light hair?
Is God dark like me,
Asked the child with skin of golden hue
Has he got hair that's dark and curly,
Are his eyes black or blue?
I think God is red like me,
The Indian boy is heard to say.
He wears a crown of feathers,
And turns our nights to day.
Each one of us knows that God is there,
In all the colors above
But be sure of this, the color he is,
Is the beautiful color of love.
So when your soul goes to Heaven,
When your life comes to its end
He will be waiting, and his hand to you
Will He extend.
There will be no colors in Heaven,
Everyone will be the same.
You will only be judged by your Earthly deeds,
Nut you color or name.
So when your time comes,
And you see God in his Heaven above,
The you will see the only color that counts,
Is the beautiful color of love.
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