[Verse 1] 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. [Chorus] 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. [Verse 2] 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. [Final Refrain - choir style] Shine on, O light of painted grace, In every fold, the holy face, The sacred form, the artist’s flame, Eternal colors, still proclaim.
Raoul Lee Truman Fondation https://viergedupilier.blogspot.com