I love the man who cries,
but not from pain or fear.
I love the man who cries,
but from Your touch so dear.
He cries out for Your love;
he cries out from his sin.
You touch him in your truth,
You plant the seed within.
The man he cries out: How?
As if to know Your ways…
You answer simply this:
I AM...just trust...obey.
I pray for men each day,
I prayed while here on earth,
I teach my truth to all,
but bind my thoughts to One.
Who taught, Who cried, Who bled, Who prayed
….for all the men who cry
A reflection on John 17
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