I fully understand, that without the rain and storms in our life,
How would we ever know the good things from the strife?
So, I've ask God to use me, in all the ways He can,
More swiftly, to bring loving humanity to man.

Teach me, Oh Lord, to use my infirmities to help show others the way.
Though pain and sorrow may engulf me, there's always a new day.
Maybe, in the morrow, I can put away sorrow and be with my King;
Trust in Him totally, know He is Holy and happiness He will bring.

Let me help all I can, while upon this old earth I do abide,
Knowing Jesus is with me and Heaven is just on the other side
Of the beautiful river that never runs dry. I believe Jordan is its name.
So, if it would help others to see more clearly, Lord, then let me bear the pain.

You know, it's only when we're really in trouble or sorrow when we reach out
And talk to our Lord, trying to see His plan and what it's about,
We realize we haven't been paying attention to our Lord at all;
Just leaving Him out of our lives, until pain strikes and then we call,

"Help me, Lord. I am so miserable. Why art Thou letting me down?" ...
When, deep down, we know He's trying to make us Heaven bound;
Putting strength deep inside our heart, from Him never to part.
And, through pain and fear and all that's here, Lord, I give Thee my heart.