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When It Storms God Is Angry


The sky Rumbles 

Their anger heard 

As rain falls 

Their pains falls 

it falls upon our roofs 

and we listen to the pitter of the tear shaped dropped 

We listen to the prayers that were rejected 

And the salvation they cause 

We drown in the noise 

We drown in the moment 

Till the rain falls no more and we wonder where God has gone 

We praise the Joy the sun brings 

And we wait for the sky to rumble 

the thunder to boom 

And for the rain to return. 

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