[Verse 1] br br In silent halls of vaulted grace, The statues shine with painted face, A cloak of blue, a robe of flame, In gold and light, they speak His name. br br [Chorus] br br O radiant hues from Heaven’s dome, Bright lapis skies and crimson tones, The sacred stone now breathes and glows, With colors time no longer knows. br br [Verse 2] br br Upon her brow, the gilded crown, A lily burns, the stars look down, The child she holds, so calm, divine, In ochre robes the saints design. br br [Final Refrain - choir style] br br Shine on, O light of painted grace, In every fold, the holy face, The sacred form, the artist’s flame, Eternal colors, still proclaim.