The Rain

Author: anonymous

I love the rain beating against my window
As I lie here warm and dry, watching the world go by

I love the rain running along the roads
Washing the pavements and streets
From the dirt of the night before

I love the rain when it ripples in the canal
Filling the river and streams as they gush forth

I love the rain as it quenches the thirst of the arid lawn
The bed of roses, the daffodils, the lilies and the fields of corn

I love the rain when it beats against my window
Blessings in abundance, a mercy, God’s grace
I love the rain as it gently falls on my face
As I thank the Lord, The Giver of all, The Sustainer, The Glorious.