Listen, the Latter Rain is falling.
Run out into the Spirit Rain as it pours on you.
Let it fill your mind and cleanse you of all impurities.
Holy Spirit, beautify my soul with the colors of grace.
Color my mind with the beauty of your love.
Wash me gently at first.
Then let the downpour begin.
Don’t let your Holy Rain stop until I’m all clean.
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