Your rain falls on the wicked ones And those seek your way Your kindness waters all of us Who grow beneath your grace You lend without a hope of gain And give to all who ask Your love is not a scarcity Your mercy holds us fast You reached across the great divide In drawing near to us Teach us to cross our battle lines And face our foes with love To love the ones who loved us first Is fine and commonplace But love that asks for nothing back Reflects the Father's face Then let us to practice charity And lay our judgement down Till enemies are understood And empathy is found You reached across the great divide In drawing near to us Teach us to cross our battle lines And face our foes with love You found us when we lost our way Recalled when we forgot When we were foes you sent your Son To be all that we're not