“As they softly fall
They’re so very small,
Those tiny wee drops of rain;
To do any good
They surely should
Be just twice as big again!
Yet it is not so,
Because you know
‘Twas God made those raindrops small;
He uses them too
His work to do;
E’en the smallest drop of all.
They have work to do,
And so have you;
Never mind if it is small.
The raindrops don’t ask
A greater task
For their work is just to fall.
No matter the size
In God’s loving eyes,
That’s not what He looks to see.
What He asks of you
Is His will to do;
He needs just your service free.
He settles the place
On earth’s dry face
Where each raindrop is to fall;
So for you and me
A place there’ll be;
Our part, to fill it, that’s all!”