Kiss Your Tears

Based on Psalms 56.8: Thou tellest my wanderings; put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Written 4/2/15 @ 11am, © Deborah Taylor 

When I cried, I kissed my tears, 
Each tear He came and took. 
He put them in a bottle, 
Then He put them in a book. 
One day as I was pouring out, 
Love for my Savior;
The tears began to pour, 
As I thanked Him for His favor. 
Jesus kissed His cross, 
On the way to Calvary;
What a precious way to show, 
His love for you and me. 
I began to kiss my every tear, 
As they began to pour;
I knew they would get to Him,
He’d feel my love for sure. 
No matter what I’m going through, 
Or how much pain I’m in;
I’m happy just to know, 
My kisses get to Him!

(© 2014 Deborah Taylor  – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)
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