A Plentiful Rain

Just when the ground is driest . . .

       Comes a full and plenteous rain,

       Made of many tiny droplets

       Which revive the earth again.

Just when the night is darkest . . .

       Comes the turning of the sun,

       And the morning breaks in beauty,

       Built of rays sent one by one.

Just when our faith is smallest . . .

       Comes a token of God’s care,

       Adding one more precious memory

       To confirm that He is there.

Just when our hearts are weary . . .

       Comes a view of things not seen—

       Just a glimpse of things eternal,

       And our spirits soar again!

Rejoicing with you in God’s goodness to you!

Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby Thou didst confirm Thine inheritance when it was weary.  Psalm 67:9

For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.  For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory; While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen:  for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.  II Corinthians 4:16-18