The Rainbow
Miss Cindy Cayton:
Color my world with your own,
somewhere over these city streets
Take me to a running brook, a stream, a creek
For Christ knows how I prayed so much to be meek
I do not need money to be happy,
maybe a new dress to make every now and then
God, color my world with your own
Let me find a hill too stand on and smell the Spring rain
and watch everything turn green;
somewhere to find rest I need
Thoough the valley is beyond and below
Merciful God With Us,
color my woorld with what you think is best
Let my God-given name not find fame
I pray for a man you chose to share my all
Let me look at the sky and know I am alright
Color if you wish, with people who really truly care;
in my heart so near
The suns brightness comes now
and the rain with a bit of chill
Color my world Oh God, if this is all I am to see
I am thankful for the breath you still give to me
~a blessed nib for the glory of our Heavenly Father
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