“Jesus love” “Softer than the falling rain”
The healing rains
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Precious there, a broken heart
Ne’r a weakness to impart
Tis strength disguised, in humble gates
Artful waves of streaming tears
With healing wisdom, as it waits
Learns to lose, because of love
Jesus love . . .
Softer than the falling rain
True love gains and lives again
Where new dreams doth emerge and call
Fills the hollows up with grace
The island stands not merely lone
When water all around it’s shores
Keeps it buffered for a time
Until the island meets it’s form
Where substance of our faith is born
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by Kelly Sampson Griswold