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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!
- 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!
