Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay,
And serve the Potter as he turn his wheel,
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Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay,
And serve the Potter as he turn his wheel,
I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.

If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.

Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!

Accept these grateful tears! for thee thy flow,
For thee, that ever felt another's woe!

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.