Pouring down miracles with each rain
Miracles all around us, yet we complain
It is in the eyes of a baby with his first giggle
It is in an unseeing touch, yet deeply felt
Letting you know His presence is near.
Need only to hear with the heart
The words will reign clear
Don’t hide under an umbrella all of your life
Let the rain gently fall on your face
Cleansing the skin, scrub away fear
Feel the dampness and the chill in the air
Even this is good for life. For the atmosphere
Soon the sun will shine and new flowers will bloom.
Fresh water abound with honeysuckle perfume
Miracles come every day. In all shapes, sizes and disguises
I must pan through the rain and sort out the drops.
There must be one to make the pain stop.
Another to heal me, and my family be blessed
That we may all lose this burden and finally have rest