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ROY G BIV


"Hast thou not known?

Hast thou not heard,

that the everlasting God,  

the Lord,

the creator of the ends of the earth,

fainteth not,

neither is weary?

There is no searching of His understanding."

 

Color me Red Orange Yellow Green Blue Indigo Violet

I will not let go of His promise

For your sin against His Word

and His Spirit.

Color me Red; His blood was shed.

Color me Orange, for the joy He gives;

I'm Yellow, fot the Sun of His Love.

Green for life, which He so freely gives

Blue seas reflect blue skies:

Deep calleth unto deep;

As in heaven, so in earth

 

The heavens declare the glory of God

Heaven's glory, His praise in earth

Indigo; the secret things belong to God

Violet; He reveals them to His servant.

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