Oh, Thank You for Wiping my Tears
Oh, thank You for wiping my tears.
Alone You, I do have, as a friend.
Many rivers I cry, no one cares,
if not Father would be, by me stand.
Thank You, in Your arms tight me holding.
I’d be lost, in this savage big world.
On your shoulder I cry: I am tired,
of the pain and lost humans so cold.
Take us Home, wondrous Father, restore us
to Your Truth and You brilliant Light!
On this world we do count the seconds,
and we’re tired of long eons fight…
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