That Tom Paxton song reminds me of the chorus of a Fred Small song (there don't seem to be any of his songs in the DT, which is too bad):

May the rain run off your shoulder when you're caught in the storm
When the frost comes a-calling, may it find you safe and warm
May your place be set
May your promises be kept
May you never forget you are loved

That song helped get me through a very bleak central Massachusetts winter about 15 years ago.