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Monday, May 30, 2016

Speak out Your Mandate and bid them not fall

The rains, the rains the tropical rains
They fall, they sing of laughter of pains
They moisten; they soak us; they fall without end:
We're wondering and hoping for an end to this trend

The rains, they're so beautiful; but, now its enough
People are struggling to dry all their stuff...
Please Lord of Heaven  and Maker of all
Speak out Your Mandate and bid them:  not fall..

People in Texas and people all around
Are anxious for waters to recede from the ground
Lives have been shaken and people displaced
Enough of these showers that families have faced...

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