Zechariah 10:1

Your ways don’t make much sense to me

Somedays, my precious Lord,

But I know that you have a plan

So I cling to your word.

The darkness seems to weigh on me

The dreary world weeps on,

I don’t know if my heart can wait

Until the rains are gone.

But all the tears that heaven weeps

Will blossom with the Spring

Into the blooms that heal the heart

From all its suffering.

So I will hold on through the rain

And wait out all the tears,

For joy will blossom when they cease

And sunshine reappears.

Zechariah 10:1
Ask the LORD for rain in the springtime; it is the LORD who sends the thunderstorms. He gives showers of rain to all people, and plants of the field to everyone.