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R A I N B O W SR ed, eternal reminder of His blood shed. A djoining yellow for a spiritual glow. I n my eye , a rainbow stands high. N ow a vast cloud , drifts over His crowd. B lue so refreshing , soothing and true. O ath is made and will never fade. W hite , pure as snow , for all who know ... S ighting the colors in His blessed rainbow. Ezekiel 1:28 As the appearance of the bow that is in the cloud in the day of rain, so was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. And when I saw it , I fell upon my face , and I heard a voice of one that spake. Inspired by Him. Julie Pisacane (c) 2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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