We are like windows
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Stained with colors of the rainbow
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Set in a darkened room
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Till the bridegroom comes to shining through
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Then the colors fall around our feet
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Over those we meet
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Covering all the gray that we see
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Rainbow colors of assorted hues
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Come exchange your blues
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For His love that you see shining through me
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We are His daughters and sons
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We are the colorful ones
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We are the kids of the King
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Rejoice in everything
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My colors grow so dim
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When I start to fall away from Him
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But up comes the strongest wind
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That He sends to blow me back into his arms again
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And then the colors fall around my feet
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Over those I meet
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Changing all the gray that I see
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Rainbow colors of the Risen Son
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Reflect the One
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The One who came to set us all free
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We are His daughters and sons
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We are the colorful ones
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We are the kids of the King
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Rejoice in everything
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We are like windows
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Stained with colors of the rainbow
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No longer set in a darkened room
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Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you
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No longer set in a darkened room
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Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you
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Stained Glass
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