What tears have I which fall like diamonds pure and clear
Evidence or a heart of brokenness
Evidence of a truth which penetrates
Further than any earthly fabrication or snare
If my heart were to be rendered
Would it glow as a ruby?
Free from the taint of sin
Covered in a liberating blood
Would it speak of a freedom purchased long ago
Would my broken cries echo a symphony?
Though they may be muffled requests and torn pleas
Perhaps they would testify of a depth I long for
Yet a vocabulary which can not contain
What tears have I which fall like diamonds pure and clear
Evidence or a heart of brokenness
Evidence of a truth which penetrates
Further than any earthly fabrication or snare
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