Washed in light, yet stained to screen
The light within, without.
I pray the Lord will wash me clean
Thru' death & darkest doubt.
I traced His love in a rainbow's curve;
I find it when I search.
I feel it when I'm made to serve,
A window to the church.
© F. Carroll Harrison, 2011
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| Window, Canterbury Cathedral |
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