YOU TOO MUST WEEP (By: Helen Steiner Rice)

Let me not live a life that's free

from "The Things" that draw me
close to Thee.

For How can I ever hope to heal

the wounds of others I do not feel 

If my eyes are dry and I never weep?

How do I know when the hurt is deep

If my heart is cold and it never bleeds?

How can I tell what my brother needs

For when my ears are deaf to the beggar's plea;

And we close our eyes and refuse to see

And we steal our hearts and harden our mind,

And we count it a weakness whenever we're kind;

We are no longer following THE FATHER'S WAY

or seeking His guidance from day to day.

For, without "crosses to carry" and "burdens to bear,"
we dance through a life that is frothy and fair,

And "chasing the rainbow" we have no desire

for "roads that are rough" and "realms that are higher;"

So spare me no heartache or sorrow, dear Lord,

For the heart that is hurt reaps the richest reward,


and God enters the heart that is broken with sorrow

As He opens the door to a - BRIGHTER TOMORROW,

For only through tears can we recognize

The suffering that lies in another's eyes.

YOU TOO MUST WEEP (By: Helen Steiner Rice)