Today, as I walked through the rain I realized something...
While the rain may pour across this small rushed city
My heart can find shelter in the overhangs of your grace
Your grace that surpasses
All that is spoken
All that is done
All that is thought
So, while the rain may dampen my hair and clothes
It reminds me of your grace that flows from the heavens to quench my parched soul
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