Rain

By Elton Wildermuth, 1995

Rain, rain, rain, rain,
rain on me, Lord, let it rain:
rain on the proud men,
ill-mannered and vain;
rain on the arrogant,
lost in disdain;
rain until floods come
to wash out the stain;
let it rain!
Wash us with solace, diluting our tears;
wash us with laughter to banish our fears;
wash us until our despair disappears --
let it rain!
Rain, rain, (&c)
Humorless, hesitant, hopelessly hungering,
murderous misery manacles me --
courting calamity, craving catharsis,
sleeping submerged in the sheltering sea...
Rain, rain, rain, rain,
rain on me, Lord, let it rain!
Drifting in oceans of limitless days,
lost in infinity, wise in its ways,
deeper than mercy and warmer than praise --
let it rain!
Rain, rain, (&c)