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And if I'm not mistaking
All the colors were getting brighter
It was artwork in the making
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The rose, a deeper crimson red
Morning glories, daffodils
The beauty began to spread
The Lord was using water colors
To enrich the beauty of earth
As each raindrop fell
It gave the land re-birth
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And after the rain was over
A rainbow appeared on high
The Lord had placed His signature
Across the canvas of the sky
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