THE TEARS OF JESUS
THE HEAVENS EXTOL YOUR PRAISES O GOD OF HOSTS
YOUR MAJESTY IN CLOTH OF GOLD
SIT IN TRIUMPHANT SPLENDOUR
SURVEYING WITH RAPTUROUS LOVE, THE EARTH,
YOUR" FOOTSTOOL"
WE WHO HAVE CAUSED YOU SO MUCH SORROW
HUMBLE OURSELVES INTO SUBSERVIANT INSIGNIFICANCE
AT YOUR FEET
YOUR LOVING TENDER AND FORGIVING ARMS STRETCH OUT
TO US
WHO ARE NO MORE THAN "GRASS DRIED UP"
YOU WEEP AT OUR MYSERY.
YOUR TEARS FALLING EVERY ONE A WATERFALL
DRENCHING EACH DESERT PLACE WITHIN OUR HEARTS OF
STONE
THE DESERTS ARE SATISFIED AND LOOK TO YOUR LIGHT
WHICH HAS LONG AWAITED THEIR UPTURNED FACES
AND SO THERE IS LIFE, LIFE IN ABUNDANCE
YOUR LIFE IN OUR HEARTS O KING OF KINGS
GLORY AND PRAISE TO YOU FOREVER
THE EARTH IN US IS SOFTER NOW AND SHOOTS SPRING
UP
THE FLOWERS BLOOM IN PROFUSE COLORATION
AND DELIGHTEDLY SEND THEIR PERFUME FOR YOUR PLEASURE
LORD
WE THANK YOU FOR THE WONDER OF YOUR TEARS
O LORD OUR GOD.
CATHERINE O'HALLORAN.
