My doctrine shall drop as the rain, as the small rain upon the tender herb.—Deuteronomy.
The rain falls ceaselessly,—the soft, spring rain!
By day and night it taps the window-pane.
It says, "Come, waken, flowers one and all!
Come, waken, leaves upon the alder tall;
Rouse up, ye grasses, for the rain doth call:
The spring is here,—the gentle, welcome spring!
And now is come the time for blossoming."
The rain falls ceaselessly—the Spirit's rain!
On earth-bound sense it falls, and falls again.
It says, "Come, waken, sleeping ones! for lo
The heavenly winds are wakening, and they blow;
The spring is here,—Truth's joyous, boundless
spring!
And now is come love's time for blossoming."
