Rain

Posted on December 9, 2008 by Sonja

Born in a dry season
Wind and sand have blown through me
Haven’t found shade anywhere
Only moments of relief
But sometimes i think i hear the thunder
Somewhere on the horizon line
If i could just find a way to get under
The rain that can reach this soul of mine

Chorus
I pray for rain to come
And wash away what’s made me numb
I pray for a ragging storm
To drown what’s in me
And the rain comes in the nick of time
I swallow hard cause my throat’s been dry
The rain comes beating on my skin
Till I’m washed away – nothing left within
When the rain comes
Your rain comes

Seasons have passed so quickly
Since i felt that first big storm
Still there have been times of drought
When i’ve prayed for the clouds to form
And i often hear the thunder
And i know of it’s coming rain
Many times in my life i’ll kneel under
The moving showers that brought this change

Chorus 2x

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About Sonja

I am a wife, a mom, a homeschooler, a Christian, a scrapbooker, a cook, a baker, a reader, and a thinker. I am many other things, too, that are not so easily defined. Right now, God has been calling me to be faithful in what He has given me to do – to be the best wife, mom, homeschooler, friend, etc. that I can be. In essence, He has told me to “bloom where I’m planted”.
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  • Anonymous

    a fisher of men remembers…

    and I have watched in wonder
    as with a word You calmed a raging sea
    I have seen You make the wine from water
    mud and water made a blind man see
    water still reminds me
    of the seaside where our eyes first met

    let it rain
    Lord, we’re waiting for Your rain to fall
    let it rain
    bringing back the wonder of it all
    and I can see Your face again
    when You let it rain

    and I’ve been bathed in mercy
    by every gesture, every word You’ve said
    once I spoke of power and high position
    you took a towel and washed my feet instead
    water, like a promise
    heaven opens, but I’m not there yet

    let it rain…

    I’ve been foolish
    thought I knew it all
    three times I denied Your name
    Your forgiveness, like a waterfall
    washes away my shame

    a new dawn is breaking
    another hour, and then I leave this place
    I am ready, Lord, to give my life up
    I’m so ready, Lord, to see Your face
    water, like a promise
    and in this final hour, I think my final prayer shall be
    would You let it rain?

    let Your Spirit fall afresh on me

    let it rain