Rain On Me
Rain on me, why don't you world
Break my heart and give me peril
Falling rain, like teardrops from my eyes
Soak me in tragedy and pain
Take it back, you can't
Stab me with your voice of lightning
Pound me with the thunder of your words
I can't take it
I am flipped inside out and thrown away
Rain on me, why don't you world
Then a gleam of light in the clouds
The Son always there
I couldn't see beyond the rain
Rain on me, Lord, Rain on me
Rain on me your grace and mercy
My innermost being is broken
But Rain on me, Lord
Your reign is forever
Your rain is healing
Not lightning to damage
Not thunder to destroy
Rain to restore and sanctify
Rain on me, Lord, Rain on me.
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