I walk in the heavy rain
And search in vain in a narrow lane
The tender love I once knew
To start my life anew.
It was the same narrow lane -
Where I was caressed by wind and rain. 
With You then by my side,  we whispered  and walked together - 
The fury or roar of a downpour -  it didn`t matter.
Are those rain-drops on my face
Or sadness and guilt that time won`t erase? 
Take, oh take those tears away, 
And say You`ll  forgive and by my side stay.
I  brave the wretched wind and relentless rain
To search for You in the narrow winding lane.
Here I`ll remain - lonely, lost and in pain, 
And I will call out Your name - again and again.
'No Greater Love than Thine'                
 
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