Sunday Morning Rain

Lyrics

Come to me; oh come to me.
There's a Sunday morning rain a-threatening.
When these tear drops start to fall,
There's no one I can call,
So come to me; oh come to me.

I will sing You a love song, put on a pot of tea.
I will light the fire, if You'll only come to me.
I will lay in Your arms, and hang on every word.
Oh why's it so absurd
To think that You might come to me.
Oh, come to me.

I am leaving Los Angeles behind;
Driving north to see what I might find.
In the yellow roadside flowers
And rolling hills of velvet,
Like newborn puppies sleeping in the sun,
You come to me.

In the layers of rock and stone,
By the pelting rains and ripping winds exposed,
As stripes on the hillside like those on Calvary,
You come to me; You come to me.

I turn off the beaten track.
Down a mud wash I walk,
Trailing rabbits and a startled Sparrow hawk;
Although they flee from me,
Lord Jesus, You come to me.

As the Son who shed His blood on Calvary,
You wash this muddy Sunday off of me.
You come to me.

As the Son who shed His blood on Calvary,
You wash this muddy Sunday off of me.

copyright 2001 wendelinnwilkins@hotmail.com

Kari Jobe sings a song by the same title where Jesus invites all who are weary to "Come to Me." Sometimes we don't know where to find what we are looking for and our cry is "Come to me." Jesus answers that call. This original song is about Jesus' presence at all times and in all circumstances and his desire to comfort and love us. Jesus not only has the ability to lift us up, he does lift us up.

Revelation 3:20 - Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.


Psalm 119:41 Let your steadfast love come to me, O Lord,
your salvation according to your promise.
76 Let your steadfast love comfort me
according to your promise to your servant.
77 Let your mercy come to me, that I may live;
for your law is my delight.
169 Let my cry come before you, O Lord;
give me understanding according to your word!
170 Let my plea come before you;
deliver me according to your word.
171 My lips will pour forth praise,
for you teach me your statutes.
172 My tongue will sing of your word,
for all your commandments are right.
173 Let your hand be ready to help me,
for I have chosen your precepts.
174 I long for your salvation, O Lord,
and your law is my delight.
175 Let my soul live and praise you,
and let your rules help me.
176 I have gone astray like a lost sheep; seek your servant,
for I do not forget your commandments.

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[wendelinn]

Hi Doris

Good to hear from you fellow photographer. If you want to know how to post a video, I can now tell you.

The photos are mine. The young lady is my daughter. The painting of the rabbit is also mine. I have cheated a wee bit. The photos are on the road from California to Taft except for the stripey rocks. They are from the north Devon Coast. I would swap them but I would have to delete this video and start again. It takes a long time - so basically I am lazy. Thanks for commenting.

[doriweb7]

That is a very sweet song. And the photos are amazing. Did you shoot all of those yourself?  I've got to get out with my camera more often! Thanks for sharing! Good work, Wendy!