I prayed and skies once grey took on a brighter hue
I prayed again and thought I saw a tinge of blue
Encouraged...fervently I went once more to prayer
Discovering as I rose...the clouds no longer there
Though quite unable in myself to meet the need
Through weakness...God supplied the mustard seed

A dew of mercy droplets fell and I was blessed
My anxious heart found refuge in God's tenderness
If sparsely sprinkled droplets can such power contain
When darkened Godless skies deny His sovereign reign
Pray that the flood-gates loose on us at such an hour
A downpour-drenching...moved by mercy...thunder shower