Hope And Faith

When the dawn rises,
Glimpses of golden rays fall
Shimmering on diamond dews;
Beautiful Hope is nature’s prophecy,
Cast in stone and light and time.
Living portraits of timeless testimonies.
Ever new, ever changing, never despairing.

Sleeping landscapes and bashful horizons of dusk,
Gleaming and bloody, evidence of battles fought;
Some won but not without sacrifice, hope never lost.
This bloody battleground is steady Faith’s lair,
For in looming darkness and lethargy, beauty or ashes,
Faith looks beyond to the resplendence of hope at dawn.
Most blessed assurance, Jesus is Lord.

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