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Ballads and Lyrics of Socialism 1883-1908 . Nesbit, E. (Edith), 1858–1924.
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Prayer Under Gray Skies

  • O GOD, let there be rain!
  • Rain, till this sky of gray
  • That covers us every day
  • Be utterly wept away,
  • Let there be rain, we pray,
  • Till the sky be washed blue again
  • Let there be rain!
  • O God, let there be rain,
  • For the sky hangs heavy with pain,
  • And we, who walk upon the earth,
  • We find our days not of worth;
  • None blesses the day of our birth,
  • We question of death’s day in vain,—
  • Let there be rain.
  • O God, let there be rain
  • Till the full‐fed earth complain.
  • Yes, though it sweep away
  • The seeds sown yesterday
  • And beat down the blossoms of May
  • And ruin the border gay:
  • In storm let this gray noon wane,
  • Let there be rain!
  • O God, let there be rain
  • Till the rivers rise a‐main!
  • Though the waters go over us quite
  • And over us up from the light
  • And whelm us away in the night
  • And the flowers of our life be slain,
  • O God, let there be rain!
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  • O God, let there be rain,
  • Out of the gray sky, rain!
  • To wash the earth and to wash the sky
  • And the sick, sad souls of the folk who sigh
  • In the gray of a sordid satiety.
  • Open Thy flood‐gates, O God most High,
  • And some day send us the sun again.
  • O God, let there be rain!
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