Tears
God, turn on the tears and don’t let them stop.
Count them as into Your bottle they drop.
Don’t allow hardness to hinder their flow,
So that a oneness with You I may know.
My broken spirit You will not despise.
So may pools of worship always fill my eyes.
Let fountains gush forth from out of the deep,
Lest I lose my vision, Lord, teach me to weep.
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