Rain mixes with the sunlight
To get the rainbow grand.
A symbol of life, the rainbow bright,
A reminder of the circumstance of man.
May at times burn and brown,
And raindrops, cool and sweet,
Are each explosions as they hit the ground.
But through these two things all around,
God our needs doth meet.
And though ice may weigh heavily upon a limb,
If it should break,
The ground, the seed would take,
And begin again.
The whiteness of snow,
The darkness of ground,
All of this, we know,
Is our world going 'round.
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