Some drops of tears
Came to mine eyes
I all those tears,
With my fingers didst wipe.
Don't ask me alas ,
What brought those tears,
I tell you my dear,
They were all my fears.
Yet they ebbed out,
Out of my bleeding heart,
Tears are groaning of spirit,
The language of a broken heart,
Who has power to hold them,
All humans should shed them,alas!
Many prayers are in this language,
Which creator can hear and bear.
Bottle all my tears Lord,
To thee my Lord ,I cry,
For you know my intersession,
For intervention my Lord, I cry.
Came to mine eyes
I all those tears,
With my fingers didst wipe.
Don't ask me alas ,
What brought those tears,
I tell you my dear,
They were all my fears.
Yet they ebbed out,
Out of my bleeding heart,
Tears are groaning of spirit,
The language of a broken heart,
Who has power to hold them,
All humans should shed them,alas!
Many prayers are in this language,
Which creator can hear and bear.
Bottle all my tears Lord,
To thee my Lord ,I cry,
For you know my intersession,
For intervention my Lord, I cry.
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