Several months ago, I preached a message on the tears of Jesus. Our Savior was a “man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief” (Isaiah 53:5). This is more than mere emotionalism or shallow sentimentality – it is a reminder that He cares and that He carries our burdens.
There are three times in Scripture that Jesus wept (John 11:35; Luke 19:41; Hebrews 5:7-9). Each is near the end of His life and each reveals what matters most to our loving God. He truly is “touched with the feeling of our infirmities” (Hebrews 4:15). His tears are a reminder that He loves sinners and cares for every soul.
A few weeks ago, I received a very kind email from a young lady who listened to that particular Bible message. She is a gifted poet with a heart to help others. Out of the truth that was shared, the Lord gave her a beautiful poem to express the message. I asked if I could pass it along to others and she has graciously allowed me to share it here. I hope that it will encourage you to see the tenderness of Christ and to ask the Lord to fill your heart with His own love for others…
I asked the Lord to give me love -
His love for souls in sin;
Instead He gave me weeping eyes,
A broken heart within.
I asked Him why He gave me tears,
He took me back in time
To when my Savior lived on earth,
When He was in His prime.
I saw Him go to where His friend
Was lying in a grave;
The sisters and their friends were grieved -
What love to them He gave.
You see my Savior standing there
Was also grieved that day,
He wept great heaving tears with sobs
Till those who saw could say:
"Behold we see now how He loved."
His tears revealed His heart
His love was evident through tears -
I saw God's point in part.
And then He took me to the day
The people hailed their King
While Jesus enters to their cheers
The children run and sing.
But when He saw Jerusalem
Stretched out before His eye,
His soul was moved with grief for them;
It moved His heart to cry.
Oh, as I read those solemn words
I feel that they are sweet
For in them I behold His love
So perfect and complete.
To one more place He took me now,
At midnight I beheld
The Son of God bowed down with grief
In deepest sorrow held.
I heard His weeping, strong and deep,
But through it I discerned
He prayed for me - it melted me,
His love for me I learned.
With tearful joy I thanked the Lord
For answering my prayer,
For giving me His love for souls -
His tears, His heart, His care.
-Christina Joy Hommes
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