The Rains of Grace

God gives His grace
In abundant rain.
The thirsty crops
And meadows green
Will receive it.

God gives His grace,
But it feels like rain
Of troubles dire,
Soul-wrenching bleak
Of deepest pain!

God sends His grace
To rain on sorrows
Too deep to bear.
But, if we share,
He comforts us.

God IS His grace.
He comes with blessings.
If not for rain,
We’d not know joy,
Or God’s own peace.