God Is My Umbrella

Raindrops fall of fear and doubt-

soaking me from the inside out-

but with a shield to keep me dry-

the rain won't cause me harm, and why?



God is my umbrella.



Raindrops full of tears and hate-

form a wall so huge I quake-

but I climb it with the strength of One-

breaking through the rain just like the Son.



God is my umbrella.



Raindrops blinding all that's good-

cover my face like a darkened hood-

but I've got a light shining through the dark-

it's in my heart and left its mark.



God is my umbrella.



Raindrops now begin to slow-

I keep my head up as I go-

A smile which makes my spirit glow-

My eyes are graced with His Rainbow.