When the sins of my father Weigh down in my soul And the pain of my mother Will not let me go Well, I know there can come fire from the sky To refine the purest of kings And even though I know this fire brings me pain Even so And just the same Make it rain Make it rain down, Lord Make it rain Oh, make it rain Make it rain Make it rain down, Lord Make it rain Make it rain And let the clouds fill with thunderous applause And let lightning be the veins And fill the sky With all that they can drop When it's time To make a change Make it rain Make it rain down, Lord Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain