The rain as clear and pure as crystal,
Kissing the dry and sun scorched earth,
Sings and dances over hilltops,
Running down towards new birth.
Can we ever count the rain tears,
Quenching nature's fiery thirst,
Giving life to drooping beauty,
Watering the buds that burst?
All creation drinks in hunger,
For the life that this rain gives,
And for mankind the living water,
Available, for Jesus lives.
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