From the recording All I Want Is You

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Every grain of sand is counted
He knows every sparrows’ worth
There’s a flower in the desert singing
Springing from the earth

All your anxious days are measured
You don’t have to be afraid
‘Cause the hope you thought had died of thirst
Is bursting from the grave

God bottles up every tear you cry
Makes a cloud from all your pain
And pours it down from heaven till it’s dry
Maybe that’s how, maybe that’s how God makes the rain

Dare to walk on troubled waters
Let them rage and let them roar
‘Cause every wave of sorrow’s ocean
Breaks on promised shoals

Repeat Chorus

Pouring down, pouring. Down
Pouring down

Repeat Chorus