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If tears were a stairway and memories a lane
We'd walk a golden carpet to a world without pain
If heartaches were roses and sadness swept to sea
Life would be a resting place of palatial serenity

If tears were hung as icicles on winter's tree of fir
Or flowing into vials of frankincense and myrrh
Grant God the lonely blue, and throw away the key
A valued world to offer what a lovely place to be

If tears could paint rainbows across a sky of grey
Or lift a broken spirit from the bluest empty day
If innocence could be kept and never cast aside
We'd see a deeper felicity where no one ever cried

If tears were as the wind blowing away the snares
Whispering amid the leaves "I'll carry all the cares"
No anchors would we need for Jesus has the hand
That wipes away the tears and erases pain of man



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