| The Hope of Life |
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Hope rests quiet. Its sweetest tune Plays on, down in my soul, fluttering. Waiting to take wing, a window opens; A shaft of light, hope, and life is whole. A blast of wind, the window broken; Light flickers, sighs so quickly die. The song is gone. Time goes cold. Hope is stolen. All is lost. Why live on? Motionless, I move, watching life without Play loud it's endless croon. Hope betrayed, laughing a mocking tune of hate, There is no form. Life consists of hurt and pain. But then, somewhere out there, I hear a whisper, calling, soft, my name. Open arms reach out. I see a loving face Calling, entreating gently from another place. I feel a stirring deep within. Can it be? Could love begin? The light of life, a miracle, Eternal love unfolding; heal my heart. God's gentle love becomes the wing; The tune, the hope of life to sing. |
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