Tears of God


 

Tears of God
“The fires all die in Tears of God.”

The fires all die in Tears of God,
Where mercy flows through sacred sod—
An ocean born from eyes divine,
Where sorrow turns the dark to shine.

Each teardrop falls through endless sky,
And quenches screams where damned souls lie.
No wailing flame escapes His rain—
His water heals the deepest pain.

He weeps not weak, but strong in grace,
His tears outshine the stars of space.
He saw the cruelty forged in fear,
And gave the world His holy tear.

No wrath can burn what Love shall drown,
No soul shall wear eternal frown.
He breaks the chains, the curse, the rod—
The fire dies in the Tears of God.

A weeping Christ, with hands outspread,
Descends to raise the hopeless dead.
And from His heart, a flood begins—
It washes clean the weight of sins.

He kneels beside the tortured cries,
And lifts them gently to the skies.
His ocean swells, it does not cease—
A tide of infinite release.

He walks through hell and bids it cease,
Proclaims the dawn of endless peace.
The gates of wrath fall soft and odd,
Like paper touched by Tears of God.

O let Him cry, for every tear
Unmakes a thousand years of fear.
And when His tears at last are done—
All shall return to Light and One.

So speak no more of hopeless flame,
For Love Himself has staked His claim.
And in the ash where Hell once trod—
New gardens bloom from Tears of God.


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