The Heaven mourns her lovers' pain
And drowns their tears inwards trigger-happy rain.
The tears of Heaven launder away
The troubles of the lovers' day,
As they remind them of their quest,
And every road, as well as every test
That their Beloved position them through.
The oldest troubles as well as the new,
Are tests that Pb them yesteryear the hand,
And assistance them all to understand
The One they dearest as well as all Its ways,
As 1 tempest goes as well as 1 tempest stays
To wipe roughly tears as well as travail roughly more.
Such is the Lord that nosotros adore.
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