| The turtledove is singing its sweet song of morning
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| The leaves on the trees turn their silver cups to the sky
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| The silent clouds above are beginning to gather
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| The barren land is thirsty, and so am I
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| It’s beginning to rain, rain, rain, hear the voice of the Father
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| Saying, «Whosoever will, come drink of this water
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| I promise to pour My Spirit out on your sons and your daughters
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| If you’re thirsty and dry, look up to the sky
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| It’s beginning to rain»
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| The young man’s eyes start to shine as he tells of his vision
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| The old ones understand what he sees
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| For they’ve dreamed their dreams
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| With the thrill of being alive
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| They reach for each other
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| Just watch 'em as they dance in the rain
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| With the joy of the things that they have seen
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| At the first drop of rain that you hear, throw open the windows
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| Go call all your children together and throw wide the door
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| When the rains of the Spirit are falling, fill every vessel
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| For he who drinks his fill, will thirst no more
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| It’s beginning to rain, rain, rain, hear the voice of the Father
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| Saying, «Whosoever will, come drink of this water
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| I promise to pour my spirit out on your sons and your daughters
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| If you’re thirsty and dry, look up to the sky
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| It’s beginning to rain»
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| It’s beginning to rain, rain, rain, hear the voice of the Father
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| Saying whosoever will, come and drink from this water
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| I promise to pour my spirit our on your sons and your daughters
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| If you’re thirsty and dry, look up to the sky
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| It’s beginning to rain
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| It’s beginning to rain
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| It’s beginning to rain |