Tears are a language only God understands.
Only He can wipe away sorrow and hold us in His loving hand.
When rivers of water seem to flow from His children's eyes,
God knows every heartache . . . He is touched by every cry.

Holy angels minister in behalf of our blessed Lord. 
Angels watch over us until we receive our heavenly reward.
I wonder if tears are saved . . . to be placed within a heavenly vial?
Does God pour them out upon us as a blessing . . . in the fullness of His time?

Those who weep for a night are promised joy when morning comes.
Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy, given by God's only Son,
Tears are recorded in His Book as we walk in this gospel way
We shall receive His promises and behold our Savior some sweet day.

We read of golden vials as a sweet fragrance in that fair land
These are the prayers of God's Saints who sing a brand new song,
One day we shall be reunited on heaven's shores where we shall stand,
We shall walk on streets of purest gold, nevermore to roam.

Victory is ours as promised . . . if we endure by faith until the end.
We are never alone if we have Jesus . . . He is our Dearest Friend.
By the Word of our testimony and blood of God's Perfect Lamb,
We press on by faith each day and know by His Spirit we shall stand.



A special thanks to our Sister-In-Christ Jo Ann Kelly
for the use of her poetry © 2004.
God bless you my Sister-In-Christ.