Sometimes, tears are prayers,
expressing the yearnings of our heart
far more eloquently than words could ever
tell our cares.
Sometimes, tears are prayers.
Sometimes, sighs are cries
unto our Father above,
seeking the grace and mercy that dwells
in His heart of surpassing love.
Yes, sometimes, sighs are cries unto our Father above.
Sometimes, silence sings
hymns of sacrificial offerings,
praises and thanksgivings graced with melodies and harmonies
no ear can divine, but the Divine.
Sometimes… sometimes, silence sings.
Sometimes tears are prayers,
Sometimes sighs are cries,
Sometimes, silence sings.
Great is the mystery, but the trusting heart
hid deep with God in Christ somehow knows such things.
Yes, sometimes, tears are prayers.
“The Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.”