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THE MIRACLE OF HOPE
Out of the black primeval mud
God made a living man,
He gave him soul; so that he would
Aspire to be human.
But doomed without a guiding light,
He wandered here and there.
Chaos, evil, blinded sight,
No goals, no aims, nowhere.
God saw the darkness of his soul,
He promised to do more,
He wanted his creation whole,
Not rotten to the core.
Hope is what the human needs,
Hope in things to come,
Hope that views a future good,
Hope to take us home.
When darkness clouds the souls of men,
No peace; our spirits roam
To find the hand of God again
And show the path to home.
We need to walk in faith, my friends,
And trust God knows that we
Will always need the hope he gives
Until eternity.
Hope tears the veil of doubt away,
It builds upon his grace;
In faith we walk a holy way,
Toward God’s most caring face.
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