Tears from heaven fall on us,
 
They fall in sobbing, deep
groans, sighing,
 
Falling torrential rain on
deaf or un-tuned ears.
 
 
He see’s them like sheep,
lost, without a
 
shepherd,
 
Trapped imprisoned,  prisoners in their minds or bodies
 
behind bars, closed doors,
walls with signs’No entrance’
 
 
 
 Weak, enslaved to addictions, vices,
 
 Tis’Humanity; wandering, aimless, in sin.
 
 
Tears flow out of His heart,
his eyes, his feet his hands,
 
  Father
God heart bleeds… for He sent his only Son to shed
 
His pure blood for our
impurities.
 
 
Tears from heaven fall,
 
 on clay vessels.
 
 the voice of the saviour, creator,
 
  a whisper, a voice  clear, answer the call,
 
Earnestly plead his hard
earned mercy on their fate.
 
 
 
 
 
Falling tears from saddened eyes,
 
 hear his  cry, listen attentively to His
 
 
 impassioned words,
 
‘See my nail scarred hands,
the cross on which I
 
died;
 
My blood washes and makes
clean.’
 
Let them bring