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 Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain down, lord Make it rain Make it rain Well, a seed needs the water 'Fore it grows out of the ground (Yeah) It just keeps on getting harder (Keeps getting harder) Hunger more profound (Hunger more profound) Well, I know they can't count tears from the eyes But they may as well, may as well be in vain And even though I know these tears come with pain Even so, and just the same Make it rain Make it rain down, lord Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain down, lord Make it rain Make it rain