Crystal Tears

The Lord knows me in and out, and he is always there for me.
In the remotest abyss of my heart, you find me,
in my silent place of comfort, you are there
in the crystal tears that run down my face, you capture them
only you know my tears and keep them in a bottle
you know every hurt and every sin
and you mourn for me
you know every time I weep, so you also weep with me

By Cameron Smith
Published: 5/5/2005

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