My tears are precious to God
My tears are valued by God
Every drop is collected
Every drop is stored
My tears don't fall to the ground
My enemies beware my tears are dangerous
My foes beware my tears are dangerous
God says I'm the apple of His Eye
God says I'm His valued possession
God says I'm wonderfully and fearfully made
So when I cry sorrowfully heaven takes notice
When I cry bitterly heaven is moved
God sends His army of angels to attack my adversaries
He has said " touch not my anointed, touch not my prophets"
God is collecting every drop of my tears.
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