TEARS OF THE FATHER
Preformed by Mark Howard Bowles Words & Music by Clayton Coulter
In this world so filled with sorrow,
It’s so hard to understand,
Why a God of love and kindness,
Would stay His mighty hand,
And allow such pain and suffering,
For those He calls His own.
Remember, child, in all your pain,
You’re not alone.
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See the tears of the Father,
Rolling down as a flood,
Past the cross where Jesus suffered,
Mingling with that precious blood.
And that flow of grief and grace,
Like streams of mercy from that place, Becomes a living water to the
world.
Ah in the midst of our deepest struggles, There’s a truth often hard to see, That a faith that goes untested, Is a falt’ring faith indeed.
But when we cling to rock of ages,
In the trials that we face,
We will see in all our weakness,
There is grace.
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