It’s like I’ve cried a million tears
Yet You hold each one in your hand,
And not one has fallen
That You don’t understand.
Yes, when I think the hurtin’s all over,
But here it comes again
You take the tears, You dry my face
And I begin to mend.
Yes, as I’m reelin’ from certain events
That have shaken me to the core,
You’ve never left, You’ve been there
And it makes me love You more.
So as the tears fall anew,
In streams down my face
I’ll turn to You, resting assured
They’re caught in the palms of grace.