When God decided where the rain would fall, And the path that the thunderclouds travel;

You show your care for the land by sending rain; you make it rich and fertile. You fill the streams with water; you provide the earth with crops. This is how you do it:

What a rich harvest your goodness provides! Wherever you go there is plenty.

He spreads clouds over the sky; he provides rain for the earth and makes grass grow on the hills.

You never thought to honor me, even though I send the autumn rains and the spring rains and give you the harvest season each year.

At his command the waters above the sky roar; he brings clouds from the ends of the earth. He makes lightning flash in the rain and sends the wind from his storeroom.

None of the idols of the nations can send rain; the sky by itself cannot make showers fall. We have put our hope in you, O LORD our God, because you are the one who does these things.

I kept it from raining when your crops needed it most. I sent rain on one city, but not on another. Rain fell on one field, but another field dried up.

But he has always given evidence of his existence by the good things he does: he gives you rain from heaven and crops at the right times; he gives you food and fills your hearts with happiness."

Who makes rain fall where no one lives?

Does either the rain or the dew have a father?