The canvas of hope hanging still in the night Was destined to be a work of art Waiting for just the right moment in time For the Artist to pour out His heart So He reached for the palette of colors to give life to His plan And painted the truth with just one mighty stroke of His hand CHORUS Purple was the sky draped like a robe on a king Brown were the thorns that proved love evergreen Red was the blood shed for me, spilled for you These are the colors of truth These are the colors of truth The compa**ionate artist then put down His brush And saw that His work was complete For there on the frame of that cross was enough To set every priceless soul free And He shows us the truth in the portrait of Jesus the Son And waits for the world to see value in what He has done CHORUS (3X)