It's Raining, LORD
It's raining, LORD.
The storms of life
Are thund'ring overhead.
All
the chaos and strife
Is raining down on my head.
It's raining, LORD.
It's raining, LORD -
Gloomy clouds of pain
And drizzles of gloom.
These
storms are a bane,
Bringing destruction and doom.
It's raining, LORD.
It's raining, LORD -
Gentle showers of love.
Blessings, not
bitter tears,
Fall down from above,
Washing clean the hard years.
It's raining, LORD.
It's raining, LORD.
Whether pain or joy,
Trials or laughter,
Satan
cannot destroy
Your rainbow now or after.
It's raining, LORD.
