I want to see the bottle Lord
You fill with all my tears
See how much you collected
Down through all the years
I am sure it’s very large
This bottle that you’ve got
For all the days I’ve lived
I seemed to have cried a lot
Have cried in fear and pain
In childhood long ago
Cried with all the memories
That still haunt and hurt me so
I have cried a lot
For myself and others too
All my tears ever shed
Are collected up by you
Have cried for love that’s lost
Cried with a broken heart
Cried with bitter sorrow
When death bids life depart
Keep the cork off its neck
For it is as my heart fears
That I am crying again
Filling the bottle of my tears
Colin Moffett