Baptism of Rain

Baptism of Rain

The Word brings salvation, not just good intention.
A heart touched by love cannot escape the Dove.
A soul in near darkness seeks His awesome brightness.
A poor wanderer, lost, prays for a safe signpost.

When emotions run high and touch the sky,
The baptism of rain begins, washing away sins.

It begins with a pain, brought home by sin again.
It grows with time passing, and each new trespassing.
Sins err bringing despair stops if only we share.
He listens for our cries, as our sins reach the skies.

When emotions run high and touch the sky,
The baptism of rain begins, washing away sins.

Contritely head bowed, seeking pardon denied,
Our hearts have drawn near, giving way to the fear.
Home of the soul is lost, when by tempter tossed.
Only by faith we see, only by grace can it be.

When emotions run high and touch the sky,
The baptism of rain begins, washing away sins.

Baptism, now in the soul, began from pain untold.
Marching next to the heart, so that it may take part.
Racing then to the face, where all see its trace.
Paths, shining wet and clear, on the ground disappear.

When emotions run high and touch the sky,
The baptism of rain begins, washing away sins.

This is the baptism, His word does envision.
A soul broken, mended, by His word spoken.
Forgive me this, Father, for being a bother,
I, a sinner, desire the beauty you inspire.


When emotions run high and touch the sky,
The baptism of rain begins, washing away sins.

Let the tears begin, as I try to not sin.
Let the tears flow, as I escape from below.
Let the tears flood, as I consider Christ’s blood.
As the tears consume, He my sin does assume.

The baptism of rain begins washing away sins,
When emotions run high and touch the sky we cry.








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