The Cross is rainbow in our sky,
God’s sign to tell us storms will cease,
For we are apple of His eye
And He will grace us with His peace.
Our understanding cannot know
His peace within our fallen hearts
Unless He enters us to show
The purpose He to each imparts.
We ask not why when storms descend
But for what purpose will this serve,
And He comes in to our hearts mend,
Creation’s purpose to preserve.
And then His Rainbow Cross we see
And through it see what storms have done:
Our sin is washed away, we’re free;
We’re raised with Him in vic’try won.