Lord, I know you have a bottle,
collecting all my tears . . .
from the pain and sorrow
I’ve had throughout the years.
They must be overflowing,
forming a river wide and deep
and I’m sure before my life ends
I’ll have more of them to weep.
Lord I know, You know my pain,
for You ~ have suffered too
and I wonder if there’s a bottle
up in heaven just for You.
It must be gushing over,
with all the tears You cry
over those who don’t believe
the reason You had to die.
Lord, I know one day our tears,
will forever stop and cease
and the river of tears in heaven
will flow with eternal peace!
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Revelation 22:1
“And he shewed me a pure river
of water of life, clear as crystal,
proceeding out of the throne
of God and of the Lamb.”
King James Version
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Deborah Ann Belka
Deborah Ann
