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How many tears have You bottled, How many have You saved, How many have You healed, How many have you set free, How many have given their very lives for You, How many, once blind, but now can see, How many have You pulled from the dunghill, how many have You set with, and held in Your arms, How many have You kept from all harm.
You'll never know how many tears I have bottled, how many souls have been saved, How many are the mysteries of heaven, you'll never know, till My face, you shall see, as many as the sands, on the beaches, as many as the stars, in the skies, as many as recorded in My time.
I'm so thankful to know that You love me, for I was the one, whose many tears were shed, so many times I questioned, but You pulled me from the dunghill of dread, I was the one You saved, I was the one with shackles, and chains, I was the one You, alone, could set free, I was that one, You held in Your arms, so tenderly.
Lisa Beth Jenkins c.2007
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