Drop, Drop Slow Tears (Arr. for Saxophone and Vocal Ensemble by Christian Forshaw)

Drop, drop, slow tears

And bathe those beauteous feet

Which brought from Heaven

The news and Prince of Peace

Cease not, wet eyes

His mercy to entreat

To cry for vengeance

Sin doth never cease.

In your deep floods

Drown all my faults and fears

Nor let His eye

See sin, but through my tears