Just like the rain is falling, Your mercy washes new.
The sun begins to show as Your faithfulness again proves true.
I trust You with my heart; I know Your love will win,
The war for my soul, because Your Spirit is within.
I am not alone in joy or in pain.
This world I count as loss when I think of Your abundant gain.
I feel covered in dirt, but You see no filthy trace.
You see a radiant, cherished daughter, covered in Your grace.