You Too Must Weep

Let me not live a life that’s free
From “The Things” that draw me
   Close To Thee...

For how can I ever hope to heal
The wounds of others
   I do not feel ...

If my eyes are dry and I never weep,
How do I know when
   The hurt is deep ...

If my heart is cold
And it never bleeds,
   How can I tell what my sister needs ...

For when ears are deaf
To the beggar’s plea,
And we close our eyes and refuse
   To ever see.

And we steal our hearts
And harden our minds,
And we count it a weakness
   Whenever we’re kind.

We are no longer following
The Father’s Way
Or seeking His guidance
   From day to day ...

For, without “Crosses to carry”
And “Burdens to bear”
We dance through a life
   That is frothy and faith,

And “Chasing the rainbow”
We have no desire
For “Roads that are rough”
   And “realms that are higher” ...

So spare me no heartache
Or sorrow, dear Lord,
For the heart that is hurt
Reaps the richest reward.

And God enters the heart
That is broken with sorrow
As he opens the door
   To a brighter tomorrow.

For only through tears
Can we recognize
The suffering that lies
   In Another’s eyes.