All My Tears
Written by Julie Miller
In my fathers arms I’ll be
The wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I’ll be whole
With the light of Jesus’ face
And I will not be ashamed
For my savior knows my name
I’ll be home and I’ll be free
It don’t matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from heaven’s store
Come and drink and thirst no moreSo weep not for me my friend
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to him
Who will raise the dead again
It don’t matter where you bury me
I’ll be home and I’ll be free
It don’t matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away