We’re stained glass,
Letting light pass,
To mirror the truth,
Shining out of our hearts,
We’re all parts,
Of that image,
All pieces together,
And when the sunlight shines through us,
It helps us remember.
We’re stained glass,
Letting light pass,
To mirror the truth,
Shining out of our hearts,
We’re all parts,
Of that image,
All pieces together,
And when the sunlight shines through us,
It helps us remember.