MY TEARS

 

My tears drop

Just a few at first

But then my heart breaks

And the dam begins to burst

 

 

As I listen to the sacred hymn

Which speaks of suffering unmatched

In the lonely garden late at night

That I may from sin be snatched

 

 

I wonder why I am so weak

Why can’t I get it right

Why do I persist in my faithless state

Why can’t I rely on heavenly might

 

 

I’ve seen, and know so much

The Lord has been kind to me

So why do I waver in my way

Why can’t I be firm in certainty

 

 

The price, He paid for all

But when I see my face reflected

In His great drops of blood

My pain cannot be deflected

 

 

Now, with a lowly and broken heart

The light of hope begins to shine

To lift my face and dry my tears

That perhaps blessings can still be mine

 

 

To someday become like Him

Seems such an impossible task

To love the way He loves

Seems more than I could ever ask

 

 

The gulf that separates Him from me

Seems ever so immense

My sins keep me from reaching Him

But His reach to me arches over every fence

 

 

The only hope I may have

Of crossing that great gulf

Lies in the power of my Redeemer

My own effort never enough

 

 

But as I, in hope, reach out to Him

As weak as I may be

I know that He loves me still

And in strength, can strengthen me

 

 

So tears of mine

Shed in grief and shame

Can become shouts of praise and joy

As I hail His holy name

 

 

So whatever hope I ever may have

Rests solely in the Christ

Through the pure blood He shed for me

And everything He sacrificed

 

 

For if He rose from the tomb

And triumphed over every foe

He who yielded not to sin

Can enable me to grow

 

 

He can lift me from my weakened state

Nourish me when my strength runs dry

For it is only Him who was lifted up

Him who can also lift me on high

 

I wrote this poem while in sacrament meeting.  The feelings came to me while singing the sacrament hymn and as soon as the sacrament portion of the service was complete I composed this while the feelings were still poignant and memorable.  I’ll apologize to the speakers in that meeting at a later time.