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I hear each tear drop that falls from your face. My love reaches down and wipes it clean with My grace. Your tears I have stored within a bottle. At the end of your race each one will no longer be a trace. I will wipe each one and empty them from your bottle. You will then behold My face and there in My Presence will dissolve all of your troubles.