There is a bottle up in heaven,
filling up with all your tears
drop by drop the Lord collects
the full harvest of your fears.

There is not a tear that falls,
where He is not aware
for He understands each drip
and the cause of your despair.

When tears of sadness,
are followed up with grief
He garners them in His vial
and sends His peace for relief.

He knows every wound,
as He gathers up your pain
and all your hurtful tears
to Him become like rain.

He reaps each tender trickle,
with His mercies from above
collects them in His bottle
and caps them with His love.

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Psalm 56:8

"You number my wanderings;
 Put my tears into Your bottle;
 Are they not in Your book