A Christmas Tale

by Helen Steiner Rice

I was walking on a sunny day
And a tear drop fell from outer space
I looked up, but the sky was bright
There was no rain; not a cloud in sight

I was walking on a sunny day
And a little tear drop hit my face
The sky became much brighter than before
And I asked, "Jesus, is this tear drop yours?"

I was walking on a sunny day
Trying to wipe the tear drops away
Jesus was crying for this world below
He was crying for all the lost souls

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