[Verse 1] <br /><br />In silent halls of vaulted grace, The statues shine with painted face, A cloak of blue, a robe of flame, In gold and light, they speak His name. <br /><br />[Chorus] <br /><br />O radiant hues from Heaven’s dome, Bright lapis skies and crimson tones, The sacred stone now breathes and glows, With colors time no longer knows. <br /><br />[Verse 2] <br /><br />Upon her brow, the gilded crown, A lily burns, the stars look down, The child she holds, so calm, divine, In ochre robes the saints design. <br /><br />[Final Refrain - choir style] <br /><br />Shine on, O light of painted grace, In every fold, the holy face, The sacred form, the artist’s flame, Eternal colors, still proclaim. <br /><br />RAOUL LEE TRUMAN Fondation <br />https://viergedupilier.blogspot.com
