Refreshing Showers

Lyrics

The Lord into His garden come,
The spices yield a rich perfume,
The lilies grow and thrive;
Refreshing show’rs of grace divine,
From Jesus flow to ev’ry vine,
Which makes the dead revive.

O that this dry and barren ground,
In springs of water may abound,
A fruitful soil become;
The desert blossoms as the rose,
While Jesus conquers all His foes,
And makes His people one.