Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Jan 8, 2007 9:51:58 GMT -5
DRY EYES
I come to you Lord today; my heart is
Pouring tears, which only you can see,
These are the times; I know you are so close,
And understand the heart of me.
Tears are welling up, wanting to flow before
You now; I am raining on the inside,
I need to express these feelings,
Which I have learnt to somehow hide.
Lord, I ask that you break me once again,
Let my heart pour, so I can cry these tears,
Heal this aching heart, and let
This river flow from within me.
Break me. Heal my brokenness
Once again Lord,
Saturate these dry eyes
And enable my tears to pour,
I must cry these tears of repentance,
O Father forgive me for my sin,
I must cry out for your help when
I feel my feet are slipping,
I must cry when my heart is hurting,
I cannot anaesthetize this pain,
I must break and let you pour your love
Into my heart and soul again.
I must be true to the feelings I hold;
I have hidden them behind these dry eyes,
Lord release me now, let me express to you
These tears that need to pour out from inside.
Why am I trying to stay so strong?
Who am I pretending for?
How can I ever hide, when you know
Everything about me, Lord?
Are my tears a sign of weakness,
do they show that I am in need?
Do they tell too many stories?
Pages of my life I don’t want others to read?
Do they show a part of me
that I would rather hide?
Do I stop my tears, when they want to flow,
because I want to keep my pride?
O Lord, humble me, break me open,
and hold me close as I fall apart,
Shelter me as I pour my tears before you;
Embrace me in your Fatherly arms.
Comfort me, help me to cry and be real,
Help me to express all that I hide and feel,
Let me understand, that I don’t have to be
Strong, when I feel weak,
Lord, break me now and fill my every need,
As I sit in your presence, the tears are now
Beginning to fall from my eyes,
My heart wants to pour, but I
Don’t understand the reasons why
But you know, every secret, you know
The deep pain I cannot express in words,
Your eyes are never dry, you cry
With me when I am hurt.
You mourn with me and I hear you begin
To softly sing a sweet heavenly tune,
Breathing hope into my heart with the words,
“Behold, my child, I am coming soon”.
There will be a day when you
will wipe every tear from my eyes,
No more pain, no more sorrow,
no more reasons to cry.
But in the meantime, while
I wait for that glorious day,
Wipe the tears from my eyes now,
and with your gentle touch,
Lord, take this pain away.
Lord, break me once again
And remove my pride,
Which causes me to have these dry eyes.
Enable my tears pour when they need to,
Help me not to be afraid,
Of what people will think of me
What they will do or say.
Allow me to weep in your presence
And pour your grace upon me,
Give me joy after I have sown my tears
Give me strength when I am weak.
Let me be free to be myself,
Let me not forget,
you are always there to help
I don’t have to pretend to be all together
I don’t have to look strong on the outside,
In your arms Lord, it’s safe to cry.
It is my pride that will keep
These eyes of mine dry.
Why do we have the need to show
others we are self-sufficient?
Masking our faces with fake smiles,
Why do we think we have to do everything alone
And not allow others to comfort us in our trials?
Why do we hide our weaknesses?
Why do we not express the
feelings we hold deep within?
Why do we keep hiding our
battles and struggles with sin?
Is it that we feel there are many who,
In judgement will throw condemning stones?
Is that why we keep our prideful dry eyes
And try to handle everything alone?
As you read this poem are you
Also feeling the way I do?
Are you also hiding, too afraid to
Express what is deep within you?
How many of us are keeping our eyes dry?
How many of us are too afraid
To remove our masks of pride?
O God, I am one that has pretended
To be something I am not,
I have been so weak inside,
But shown people I am strong.
If we broke before others,
Gods healing love would pour,
How His glory would manifest,
If we would just allow God to break us more.
But we choose instead to hide,
The weaknesses we don’t want others to see,
Wanting to keep our pride,
Instead of letting the truth set us free.
Its time we got real, its time our
Dry eyes began to cry rivers of tears,
So that His love could wash
Away all our pride and fears,
It is the fear of man that stops
Our tears from flowing,
It is the fear of man that stops
Our true feelings showing,
It is the fear of man that
Causes us to not be ourselves,
It is the fear of man that
Keeps us from asking for help.
The fear of man is a snare
And keeps us locked up inside
If we fear man, more than God,
We will always keep our dry eyes.
Tears of repentance need to start to flow,
The heart of us needs to be exposed,
We need to be free and release what we hide,
Its time we humbled ourself,
And let go of our pride
This is the only way true healing
Will come in to the crying hearts,
The church needs to be a safe place
Where the broken can fall apart.
Too many people are hiding like I have,
Its time we all overcome our biggest fear
The fear of man.
Lord, help me to not care what
Man thinks of me,
Forgive me for my foolish pride,
I want to be a God pleaser and I know I am
Only pleasing man, if I continue to hide.
The more real and transparent
I become before man and God,
The more I will experience His matchless Grace
And the outpouring of His love.
It is time we all learnt to be real.
O Lord, break open our hearts, which we
Have pridefully sealed,
Everything we are, everything we have done,
Is not hidden from your eyes,
Our hearts are exposed before You God,
You know all, which we hide.
Freedom will come, when the our dry eyes
Become saturated with tears,
Cries of repentance will receive the attention
Of our Heavenly Fathers ears.
Humbleness is what God is waiting for;
He is waiting patiently for you and I,
He wants to heal our hearts, but first we must learn
To take off our masks and know- it’s okay to cry.
by K A GRAAF
(C) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
I come to you Lord today; my heart is
Pouring tears, which only you can see,
These are the times; I know you are so close,
And understand the heart of me.
Tears are welling up, wanting to flow before
You now; I am raining on the inside,
I need to express these feelings,
Which I have learnt to somehow hide.
Lord, I ask that you break me once again,
Let my heart pour, so I can cry these tears,
Heal this aching heart, and let
This river flow from within me.
Break me. Heal my brokenness
Once again Lord,
Saturate these dry eyes
And enable my tears to pour,
I must cry these tears of repentance,
O Father forgive me for my sin,
I must cry out for your help when
I feel my feet are slipping,
I must cry when my heart is hurting,
I cannot anaesthetize this pain,
I must break and let you pour your love
Into my heart and soul again.
I must be true to the feelings I hold;
I have hidden them behind these dry eyes,
Lord release me now, let me express to you
These tears that need to pour out from inside.
Why am I trying to stay so strong?
Who am I pretending for?
How can I ever hide, when you know
Everything about me, Lord?
Are my tears a sign of weakness,
do they show that I am in need?
Do they tell too many stories?
Pages of my life I don’t want others to read?
Do they show a part of me
that I would rather hide?
Do I stop my tears, when they want to flow,
because I want to keep my pride?
O Lord, humble me, break me open,
and hold me close as I fall apart,
Shelter me as I pour my tears before you;
Embrace me in your Fatherly arms.
Comfort me, help me to cry and be real,
Help me to express all that I hide and feel,
Let me understand, that I don’t have to be
Strong, when I feel weak,
Lord, break me now and fill my every need,
As I sit in your presence, the tears are now
Beginning to fall from my eyes,
My heart wants to pour, but I
Don’t understand the reasons why
But you know, every secret, you know
The deep pain I cannot express in words,
Your eyes are never dry, you cry
With me when I am hurt.
You mourn with me and I hear you begin
To softly sing a sweet heavenly tune,
Breathing hope into my heart with the words,
“Behold, my child, I am coming soon”.
There will be a day when you
will wipe every tear from my eyes,
No more pain, no more sorrow,
no more reasons to cry.
But in the meantime, while
I wait for that glorious day,
Wipe the tears from my eyes now,
and with your gentle touch,
Lord, take this pain away.
Lord, break me once again
And remove my pride,
Which causes me to have these dry eyes.
Enable my tears pour when they need to,
Help me not to be afraid,
Of what people will think of me
What they will do or say.
Allow me to weep in your presence
And pour your grace upon me,
Give me joy after I have sown my tears
Give me strength when I am weak.
Let me be free to be myself,
Let me not forget,
you are always there to help
I don’t have to pretend to be all together
I don’t have to look strong on the outside,
In your arms Lord, it’s safe to cry.
It is my pride that will keep
These eyes of mine dry.
Why do we have the need to show
others we are self-sufficient?
Masking our faces with fake smiles,
Why do we think we have to do everything alone
And not allow others to comfort us in our trials?
Why do we hide our weaknesses?
Why do we not express the
feelings we hold deep within?
Why do we keep hiding our
battles and struggles with sin?
Is it that we feel there are many who,
In judgement will throw condemning stones?
Is that why we keep our prideful dry eyes
And try to handle everything alone?
As you read this poem are you
Also feeling the way I do?
Are you also hiding, too afraid to
Express what is deep within you?
How many of us are keeping our eyes dry?
How many of us are too afraid
To remove our masks of pride?
O God, I am one that has pretended
To be something I am not,
I have been so weak inside,
But shown people I am strong.
If we broke before others,
Gods healing love would pour,
How His glory would manifest,
If we would just allow God to break us more.
But we choose instead to hide,
The weaknesses we don’t want others to see,
Wanting to keep our pride,
Instead of letting the truth set us free.
Its time we got real, its time our
Dry eyes began to cry rivers of tears,
So that His love could wash
Away all our pride and fears,
It is the fear of man that stops
Our tears from flowing,
It is the fear of man that stops
Our true feelings showing,
It is the fear of man that
Causes us to not be ourselves,
It is the fear of man that
Keeps us from asking for help.
The fear of man is a snare
And keeps us locked up inside
If we fear man, more than God,
We will always keep our dry eyes.
Tears of repentance need to start to flow,
The heart of us needs to be exposed,
We need to be free and release what we hide,
Its time we humbled ourself,
And let go of our pride
This is the only way true healing
Will come in to the crying hearts,
The church needs to be a safe place
Where the broken can fall apart.
Too many people are hiding like I have,
Its time we all overcome our biggest fear
The fear of man.
Lord, help me to not care what
Man thinks of me,
Forgive me for my foolish pride,
I want to be a God pleaser and I know I am
Only pleasing man, if I continue to hide.
The more real and transparent
I become before man and God,
The more I will experience His matchless Grace
And the outpouring of His love.
It is time we all learnt to be real.
O Lord, break open our hearts, which we
Have pridefully sealed,
Everything we are, everything we have done,
Is not hidden from your eyes,
Our hearts are exposed before You God,
You know all, which we hide.
Freedom will come, when the our dry eyes
Become saturated with tears,
Cries of repentance will receive the attention
Of our Heavenly Fathers ears.
Humbleness is what God is waiting for;
He is waiting patiently for you and I,
He wants to heal our hearts, but first we must learn
To take off our masks and know- it’s okay to cry.
by K A GRAAF
(C) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED