Through my tears of hurt,
I see happiness.
Through my tears of pain,
I see joy.
Through my tears of guilt & sorrow,
I see a family.
I see a family.
Through my tears,
I see you.
Through my tears,
I see you, O Lord.
Through my tears,
O Lord, I see you.
Through my tears,
I see you.
I see you.
I see you, O Lord,
I see you.
Author notes
This is what I wrote, in honor of the Charter Oak, youth group guys. Written on March 5th, 2006, a day after a huge rain storm, in Mexico, that flooded the girls' tent. And the guys moved into the van, & let us girls have their tent. We were on a Mission Trip, through AMOR, to build homes for those in need.
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