Behold I walk in the midst of the rain,
40 days and 40 nights I cried from heaven tears of pain.
My children have brought a stench into my nostrils through much iniquity,
Searched and found that so not many had true love for me.
So I called upon Noah to build me an ark and prepare my seeds to go,
And I cried from heaven and when I smiled Noah seen the rainbow.
Behold I walk in the midst of the rain,
I cried tears of anger because Sodom and Gomorrah defiled my name.
They were a wicked people, who forgot that I made man in my likeness,
I told Abraham I will spare them for 50, 45, 30, 20, and 10 who followed the ways of righteousness.
And no 10 could be found so I cried anger from my eyes,
Fire and brimstone destroyed the city and as for the wife of Lot her look back came with a salty prize.
Behold I walk in the midst of the rain,
My children were in the wilderness and began to have hunger pains.
They began to complain with bitterness unto my chosen men,
My grace was seen when manna began to rain from heaven.
I cried so my children can eat,
I weep so I may feed my sheep.
Behold I walk in the midst of the rain,
I cried tears of jealousy so that Ahab and the false prophets of baal will know my name.
What great harlotry these man have committed cutting themselves and crying out to that which has no ears to hear,
Elijah prepared me a sacrifice for me and when my fire rained down upon then they knew I am the God that hears.
And then Elijah sent his servants 7 times to the top of Mt. Carmel to look upon the sea,
Then sent I a cloud like the hand of a man the drought was over and they knew it was me.
Behold I walk in the midst of the rain,
I cried out my Spirit when I sent my son to glorify my name.
They thrust him on his side and gushed out blood and water,
Believe on him and out of your belly shall flow rivers of living waters.
And my blessing to you is salvation in believing he rose,
He ascended up to heaven and on the day of Pentecost I rained down upon my people in the form of the Holy Ghost.
Behold he walks in the midst of the rain,
Brothers and sisters he did not send his son to die in vain.
For even now we are standing in the midst of the rain,
Why are we holding up umbrellas of sin blocking his rain?
The blood of Jesus is raining down on us,
Showers of blessings are coming down upon us.
The Holy Spirit is storming like a hurricane,
Let’s walk in newness of life, put our umbrellas down and let’s stand in the rain,
For behold he walks in the midst of the rain.