Christ, My Living Hope
Christ, My Living Hope
A whispered word in the silence of dread
A deep, dark tunnel with Light up ahead
A ray of sunshine in storm filled skies
Promise of return when saying goodbye
A smile on the face of sincere friends
Forgiveness from the One you deeply offend
A newborns cry after death sneaks by
Failure that leads to just one more try
Hope is a lifeline that we all must seek
When fears are real and our bodies are weak
Hope gives us that life breathing spark
To the dying embers of our cold hearts
That look of empathy after meeting hatred
Kindness given, when much was taken
Feeling worthy despite of who we are
Salvation found by following a star
Hope Is healing and hope gives us strength
To keep trying no matter what others think
Hope is a mighty power all its own
So When we have it, we must make it known.
Copyright © Crystol Woods | Year Posted 2024
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