1 Should we not thank and praise our God?
Who heard our humble cry,
Who has withdrawn His chastening rod,
And laid His threat’nings by.

2 The blessèd rain the Lord hath sent,
Revived our scorching earth,
And put an end to our complaint,
And fears of fatal dearth.

3 Due praise to God let us return,
For the refreshing rain,
We who like as our earth did mourn,
Are now revived again.

4 Eternal praise to God we give,
In whose blest hands we are;
Who still provides for us to live,
Unworthy as we are.

5 Had Heav’n the rain from us withheld,
What would our case have been?
A curse had rested on our fields:
Our just reward for sin.

6 Thanks be to God, it was His will
In mercy us to spare,
And we enjoy His blessing still,
Unworthy as we are.