In the Morning

March 22, 2010

In the Morning
by Erin Kilmer

He says He will wipe all tears
from our eyes.
Scarred hands
strong to save
tenderly wiping away every heartache.
We will know
no more sorrow–
just pure
joy
untainted
by any drop of grief.
Oh for that day–
Oh for those gentle mighty hands–
Oh for that joy!

Draw me in, dear Lord.
Draw me in.

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