G                 C        G
Father, make me a rainbow, to bridge old and new;
Bm      Em               D7
Father, make me a gateway for many to come through.
G                  C     G
Father, You are the sunlight in a very dark land;
Em C D     G
Father, make me a prism held in your hand.
Father, You are the music, make me a lyre.
I am the kindling, Father, make me a fire.
Our voices blend now, into one loving song;
The dream grows true now, beautiful-strong.
*C alt. - A7  

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