...wiping his tears away

All will be saved, not apart from the cross of old,

but only through His son.

For He will be made known, and all in Him will know.

One by one the heart of stone,

shall crumble from mercy, dissolve by love, the child within cries for the long embrace.

Love is unmeasured by time, untethered in space, the lamp held high hunts not renegades,

but searches for lost sons.

In this I know, a father's heart, bleeds a river that mends not 'less made whole;

and a God who drowns, so darkness may fade, and tears He wipes away,

is a burning heart that lights the lamp, awaiting the last son 'til the dawn of day

...wiping his tears away.