James Waters

The Rain In My Soul

I feel the rain beating down on my soul
Washing away all my pain
A cleansing of the dirt that clutters my path
An opening of my eyes so I can see again

All my ugliness washed down the drain
All my sins washed clean
A new man emerges where the old man once stood
A return to my past, I’ll refrain

I feel the rain beating down on my soul
Replacing the bad with the good
Washing the foulness out of my life
Leaving a clean house for God where a wretched house stood

Rain down on my soul, Lord
Wash my sins clean
For I was blind but now I see
Truly only in you will I be redeemed

I feel the rain beating down on my soul
I am at peace at last
No longer does the anger exist
For I have cast away my past

I am a new man in God
The devil will no longer take hold
I will stand tall in my new life
Because of the rain in my soul.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 8, 2008

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  • Anita Atina (1/8/2008 5:58:00 AM)

    James, this is a wonderful composition. Personal yet universal.
    Uncannily I used similar imagery in a poem today, called 'Is life a predictable emotion'.

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