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| One Who Cares |
| When burdens seem so heavy, And it seems that no one cares; Sometimes I lift a weary hand, Just to wipe away the tears. I see the lost condition, Of the one's that are so dear. With a heavy heart I lift my hand, And wipe away the flowing tears. When sickness overtakes me, With so much pain to bear; Sometimes the precious hand of friends, Reach out and wipe away my tears. While here midst sin and sorrow, I know there is much to bear. I know the tears will often flow, But I know One who cares ! When these trials are over, In this life of pain and fears. The nail-scarred hands of Jesus, Will wipe away my tears. And, soon, that day will be dawning, All cares will disappear. The blessed hand of Jesus, Will wipe away all tears ! |
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