Poetry

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Today when folks can only strive
...To just get through and stay alive,
When gloom and doom are all the norm,
...And hearts are cold that once were warm,
The embers of all Christian hearts,
...Though cooling off, may find new starts.
The hopes we have, like living trees,
...Reach up, adorned with dreams like leaves;
We stroll along beneath the shade
...Of plans that our hearts have made.
But scorching winds, then icy hail,
...Of life’s troubles, come like a gale,
And level hopes and rip apart
...Those dreams we keep close to our heart.
What can we do? What can we say
...When such troubled times shroud our way?
Is light by darkness overcome?
...And will we find that hate has won?
Is there no God Who hears the plea
...Of tortured souls in agony?
But truly there is waiting yet,
...For those whose eyes on God are set,
A better land, a greener green,
...Then any that our eyes have seen.
Such troubled times just seed the ground
...With greater glories only found
In plowed up fields of broken lives
...Where silver tears may fill men’s eyes.
A golden joy just waits ahead
...Though our hope seems all but dead.
To blazing fire our God will fan
...Trusting heart of a faithful man.
Hold on, dear one. Just wait and see,
...What joys He has reserved for thee.
Stay the course and trust the One
...Who for you and me sent His Son.


Copyright © Thom Mollohan

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