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A million to one,
a million to one.
The tears Jesus cried
the night before he died
are the ones that have
touched us.
A million to one.
One little tear
was never so dear,
to touch our hearts
many years apart.
A million to one.
As he hung on that tree
and died for you and me.
From tear drops,
to blood drops.
Each and every one
has had our names
already written on it,
by Gods own son.
A million to one,
A million to one.
The tears Jesus cried
the night before he died.
In a prayer
to his Father
our fate was then
sealed by tears.
A million to one.
Now in prayer
when you've come
to know him
the battle's been won.
The tears that you shed
while you kneel
at your bed
are in thanks
to God's son.
A million to one.
Musing by Deb Patrin
contact the author at patrin@sherbtel.net | 
