God will dry your tears!
(Octavius Winslow, "Day Breaking")
"God will wipe every tear from their eyes.
There will be no more death or mourning
or crying or pain." Revelation 21:4
What a cluster of sweet hopes is here! What
a collection of bright beams throwing, in focal
power, their splendor over that cloudless day.
Child of solitude and sorrow! sick ones dear to
Christ! bereaved mourners! hear these precious
words--and let music break from your lips!
You know how the mother comforts her sorrowing
babe. See how God will comfort His. God will dry
Will God Himself wipe my tears away?
Yes, child of grief, there will be no more
then, for, O ecstatic thought! "God will wipe every
tear from their eyes!" O kind and condescending
No more frustrated plans,
no more bitter disappointments,
no more withered hopes,
no more corroding cares,
will mingle with the deep sea of bliss, now
pouring its tide of joyousness over the soul.
"God will wipe away every tear from their eyes."