Rita Aalder Joy Is Like The Rain
I saw rain drops on my window
Joy is like the rain
Laughter runs across my pane
Slips away and comes again
Joy is like the rain
I saw clouds upon a mountain
Joy is like the rain
Sometimes silver, sometimes grey, always sun not far away
Joy is like the rain
I saw Christ in wind and thunder
Joy is like the rain
Christ asleep within my boat, whipped by wind, yet still afloat
Joy is like the rain
I saw rain drops on a river
Joy is like the rain
Bit by bit the river grows, 'till all at once it overflows
Joy is like the rain
