Tiny little sparrow fell from the tree
Sometimes I feel that little wounded sparrow is me
Tiny broken wings that never will fly
I wonder does her little heart know how to cry
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Does her heart know how to cry
Are her tears gently falling inside
Crying tears she's been trying to hide
Does her heart know how to cry like mine
Warm velvet words poured like sweet honey from his tongue
Until tonight I'd never heard the Holy one
He said that he would cradle every teardrop in His hand
He'd take away their pain and turn them into precious gems
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Shimmering diamonds, rubies of red
Bright as the blood that my dear Saviour shed
Emeralds of green, sapphires of blue
He'll take away your teardrops
And turn them in to jewels