Some days it rains on my parade,
Other days it’s a drought.
Yet, either way I sing Your praise,
That’s what faith is about.
Or what You know I need,
I’m raising up a song of thanks.
For they’re Your gifts, indeed.
Of me and hold to You,
But. when I recall Your vast grace.
That’s what I’ll always do.
To You, I’ll lift my praise.
Through rain or drought, my faith’s in You.
Your mercies still amaze!
Through him then let us continually offer up a sacrifice
of praise to God, that is, the fruit of lips that acknowledge his name.
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord! Praise
the Lord!
Thursday, September 10, 2026
In Rain Or Drought
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