How My Heart Got It's Hue

I wore moisture on my face
And you dried it clear
My tears were abundant
You considered them dear

I cried my eyes dry
You cried at the same time
You held me in Your arms
And your tears replaced mine

I had nothing left in my heart
So I gave it to You
You gladly accepted it
And said, "There's work to do".

You took it, You made it new
I received it, with now a red hue
And it was indeed repaired
Because it was filled with You

It was empty at one time
Now it's overflowing
Now my heart won't shrink
In fact, it is growing