It's raining, it's it's pouring.
I feel like I am drowning!
It's raining, it's snowing.
I feel like I am slowing.
The air is wet, and so am I.
My lungs are tight, and dry.
I cough and wheeze,
No breath will come.
I don't complain,
There is no use .
This is God's Plan,
I must comply.
I do confess,
I sometimes feel sorry for myself.
It's raining, it's pouring.
God' plan is on going.
I am but am small one,
There are many big ones.
The big ones, I must pray for.
I use my suffering for.
It's raining, it's pouring.
God's Love is showing.
