The little tears our worries wept
Are gathered through the night,They start to sparkle with new joy
At the touch of His Light.
For dawn’s fresh light reflects His Grace
Into our darkest fears
And polishes them with His Love,
Making diamonds of tears.
Psalm 30:5
For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime;
weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
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