O Father In Heaven

Send us Your Holy Rain

Fill our hearts

Break our hearts

Over our nations

Your Holy Word promised

Suffering and persecution

I pray that we your children

And heirs of the Promise

Will stand for You

No matter what comes our way

Through fire and flood

Through famine and darkness

You have promised to see us through it

After all, it is You that the world hates

So, when the world mocks

And calls us evil

The offense is not against us but against You

I pray that we will all

Be able to give an account of the hope that is in us.