Achele Therie Baptist College, Kohima
Thou art pure and lovable: I adore thee, though you appeareth like tears. I love to walk steadily; at times when thou art smooth, For thou art soothing. Sometimes I wonder if thou rain for a purpose; For thou seemed to rain bountiful memories. In thy presence, is fullness of joy. There are pleasures evermore!
*Oh rain! Thou art alive in my heart; For thou hast poureth over me to tell stories. Thou shew thy marvellous loving-kindness. If thou be silent and smooth; Thou brings me emotions. If thou appeareth and poureth down from the thick dark clouds; Thou brings me fear. For thou shot out from lightnings and thunders. But I still adore thee; For I thought, He prepareth thee in His ways. There are emotions evermore!
*Oh Rain! Thou art deliverance from my sorrows; For thou art a cure of hope. Thou art the creation of God's goodness. I forgetteth not thy sweet memories that hath passeth ago; And run through thee joyfully. For thou art crown of my happiness. Thou art precious jewels of God; For thou art soothing and comforting. There are meaning evermore!
*Oh Rain! The Lord hath heareth my supplication; For thou remindest me to purposes, With the passages_ There is a right time for everything; A season to everything, A time for every purposes under Heaven. How excellent is my God's work? The work of thy fingers; He hath made everything beautiful for special reasons. But it is true; I cannot see all the scope of God’s work, From beginning to end. There are wonders evermore!
*Oh Rain! I realizeth thee with satisfaction; For thou shew thyself pure, Thy greatness hath made me pleasant, Thou anointeth me with mercy. My creator’s handiwork more to be desired, For He hast given me my heart's desires. I have walketh with thee; And i now publish with voices of thanksgiving. And count thee as my God’s manifold blessings, To me and all other living things. There are joys evermore!
