As torrents in summer.
As torrents in summer, half dried in their channels,suddenly rise,
suddenly rise, tho’ the sky is still cloudless,
the sky is still cloudless, For rain, for rain has been falling,
falling far off at their fountains;
By hearts that are fainting grow full to o’er flowing,
And they that behold it, that behold it.
Marvel, and know not, marvel and know not,
That God, that God at their fountains,
Far off has been raining, far off, far off has been raining.