Heavenly Tears
OH My Lord my Lord don’t cry
My brothers and sisters do not know any better
My Lord of Lords sheds tears, cascading down unto earth.
My Lord, your tears are like the oil that fills my cup of truth
Your tears cascade gently unto the fields of sins
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