JOY IS LIKE THE RAIN

I saw raindrop on my window, Joy is like the rain.
Laughter runs across my pain, Slips away and comes again.
Joy is like the rain.

I saw clouds upon a mountain, Joy is like a cloud.
Sometimes silver, sometimes gray, Always sun not far away.
Joy is like a cloud.

I saw Christ in wind and thunder, Joy is tried by storm.
Christ asleep within my boat, Whipped by wind, yet stuill afloat.
Joy is tried by storm.