Alone, sometimes if feels like rain.
Pours or sprinkles, cold or warm
It often hits me like a storm
And also causes a striking pain

I don't know what to do or where to go
My first reaction is usually sin
A dark kind that comes from deep within
And only ever leaves me feeling low

I fast forget my Lord and Savior, Christ.
My life, love, redemption, cornerstone
That through his life and death was shown
For my sin he paid the greatest price.

In the End he did it all to say.
He loves me and is with me all the way.