A Bottle for Our Tears (for her)

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

A Bottle for Our Tears
“Put my tears into Your bottle;
Are they not in Your book?”
Psalm 56:8
Lord, bring a lovely bottle for our tears;
And write her name upon it, signed with love
From those of us who grieve to let her go,
But joy in knowing she’s in Heav’n, above.
And as You guide her through the streets of gold,
Into the arms of those who’ve gone, before;
Please grant a special measure of Your grace,
As we look up, with longing, to that shore.
Oh what a comfort, Lord, it is to know
That we will see her there in Heav’n, some day;
Where there’s no need to capture sorrow’s tears.
For You’ll have gently wiped them all away.
And what a grand and glorious day ‘twill be,
When we are called to meet You, face to face;
To spend eternity with those we love;
And, once again, enjoy her sweet embrace.
But until then, while we must be apart,
She’ll always have a place here, in our hearts.
“Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.”
Psalm 116:15
©Lisa DeVinney, January 2010

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