Cry My Brothers Lyrics

Cry My Brothers
Cry my brothers, and heal your soul.
A crying man's no less the whole.
Cry my sisters, but choose your tear
And weep with truth, but not with fear.
But cry to God and weep 'longside
A soul that's tempted, troubled, tried.
A tear diffuses, or, makes way
For light to bend her color ray.
Despairing tears will comfort not,
They bleed the well and breed the rot.
But let a tear in Mercy's bed
And Hope will fill what water's shed.
Cry my fathers for your sons.
A boy is as with whom he runs.
Cry my mothers for your girls
To know their beauty's more than curls.
But cry to God and weep 'longside
A soul that's tempted, troubled, tried.
A tear diffuses, or, makes way
For light to bend her color ray.
Sure, a sev'rance comes with pain,
But limbs are never lopped in vain.
Look 'round the garden while you cry
And trust the Pruner's shaping eye.
Cry my brothers for your soul,
Surrender pride to Calvary's knoll.
Cry my sisters, bend your knees,
And plead for ballast 'neath your seas.
Cry my fathers, lead the way
Away from errors of yesterday.
Cry my mothers, put on grace;
To follow's never second place.
But cry to God! He gave us tears
To float to Him unknowns and fears.
A tear, in faith, will prism be,
To color what you could not see.
w. m. Jason Harms