Take my tears shed for others,
break my heart for what breaks yours.
Hold my pain when I am weeping,
have my heart as it outpours.
Let me live with deep compassion,
may you not find stony ground.
Let me love these precious ones,
that are with me all around.
May I not know fear and torment,
that is never kingdom law.
May I give grace and mercy,
as my portion was before.
May I go on with wisdom,
as my ancestors did of old.
May my children declare your goodness,
speak your story that's to be told.
Take my tears for you can see them,
save them up as each they fall.
Put them somewhere safe before you,
for you are my Lord of all.
This poem is a quiet reflective prayer. Tears are precious in God's Kingdom. God sees them and they are treated as something treasured. Psalm 56:8 says, "Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book?" How extraordinary that our tears should be recorded. Extraordinarily precious.
ReplyDeleteLovely. Daniel mentioned that verse on Sunday 10th May x
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