L-et the rain fall from the sky,
I-n the land leaves are dry;
Z-ealously pray to the Lord,
A-sking Him as you cry.
D-ay eight in June morn
E-ndless blessings flow;
P-ure delight from above
I-s replacing your sorrow.
D-rought turns into grace,
E-ach leaf sways, birds fly;
P-lea and request you say, let the rain fall from the sky.
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