The Tear
Don't cry, Lord Jesus
Why that tear
Does a sorrow to you
Draw too near
I lay my cheek upon your hand
As flowers around my head
Do blend
Let me love you
Oh my God, my dear
You lift the crystal fluid
Off your cheek
Wait a moment
Before you speak
It is not for sorrow
That my eyes do weep
But for pure joy
That in eternity
Forever more
May I now you keep!