Every Tear That Dims The Eye, Or Bedews The Careworn Cheek, Will Our God, Who Reigns On High, With A Hand So Kind And Meek, Wipe Away, Nor Leave A Trace Of Its Stain On Eye Or Face. He Alone Life'S Ills Can Right. Each His Tender Pity Needs; None Are Hidden From His Sight; "Every Tear," The Promise Reads-- Every Tear Shall Cease To Flow, Cease, Likewise, The Cause Of Woe. O May I In Him Confide While I Tread This Vale Of Tears! Walking Closely By His Side He Will Dissipate My Fears, And When Ends The Weary Strife, May I Share The Tearless Life!