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These Tears
These tears that you see
Running down my cheeks
Bathing my face...
They don’t disappear
Without a trace
He keeps every one
In divine bottles of love
In a celestial room
Flask upon flask of my pain
He keeps track of
And one day He’ll break them open with me
When I’ve been set free
And those salty tears of mine
Will water the garden
Of my heavenly mansion
That He’s prepared for me.
My tears of sorrow
That you made me cry
Many a day and many a night
He will turn into tears of joy
Unchecked and unbottled
Free!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Psalm 56:8 New Living Translation (NLT)
8 You keep track of all my sorrows
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
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