When I was in fifth or sixth grade, the ballad-type music was popular. I remember the nuns at our school teaching us this one, probably because it was with the times and had a religious aspect. Up until this morning, I could only remember the first verse and wondered if it was even still around. Much to my delight, I not only found it through a Google Search but discovered the remaining verses I had forgotten. A win/win morning!
Joy is Like the Rain
Laughter runs across my pane, 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 still afloat,
Joy is tried by storm.
I saw rain drops on a river, Joy is like the rain,
Bit by bit the river grows, ’til all at once it overflows.
Joy is like the rain.