The rain is pouring down, in sheets,
That does not daunt us, no defeats;
For today is our glorious Easter day;
Up very early, before dawn, to say,
With such joy to greet the Risen one,
He is risen indeed, the brightest son;
The gardener would see in the rain,
Creation sings aloud its own refrain;
The waves breaking upon the shore,
Heard so clearly through open door;
And now in quiet, the birds singing,
Dawn chorus joining in rejoicing,
Within, holy water shaken on us;
Rain comes down outside, a plus,
For living streams of water flow,
Bringing new hope, life bestow;
In Spirit of life, of joy, we leave,
The rain calls on us to believe,
Renewed baptism, nature says,
Rejoice, this is the day of days.
That does not daunt us, no defeats;
For today is our glorious Easter day;
Up very early, before dawn, to say,
With such joy to greet the Risen one,
He is risen indeed, the brightest son;
The gardener would see in the rain,
Creation sings aloud its own refrain;
The waves breaking upon the shore,
Heard so clearly through open door;
And now in quiet, the birds singing,
Dawn chorus joining in rejoicing,
Within, holy water shaken on us;
Rain comes down outside, a plus,
For living streams of water flow,
Bringing new hope, life bestow;
In Spirit of life, of joy, we leave,
The rain calls on us to believe,
Renewed baptism, nature says,
Rejoice, this is the day of days.
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