Rain Lord...
Lord our land is parched, thirsty, and on the verge of death! Come O' Lord like a flood. Fill the soil of of our hearts with that sweet, refreshing, heaven-sent rain! Let the dust say to He who made it "Saturate me O' God! Drown me, yea immerse me in Your precense. Until all the walls that separate us be eroded from our lives!"
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