Father,^F make me a rainbow, to ^Bbbridge old and ^Fnew; Father, make me a ^Dmgateway for ^C7many to come through. Father,^F You are the sunlight in a ^Bbvery dark ^Fland; Father,^F make me a prism ^Bbheld in your ^Fhand. ^CFather,^F I am the music, ^Bbmake me a ^Flyre. I am the ^Dmkindling, Father,^C7 make me a fire. ^F Our voices blend now into ^Bbone loving ^Fsong; ^F The dream grows ^Ctrue now, ^Bbbeautiful-strong. ^F The dream grows ^Ctrue now, ^Bbbeautiful-^Fstrong.