Hope, Courage's Candle...

...but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. 

They will soar on wings like eagles; 

they will run and not grow weary, 

they will walk and not be faint.

Isa.40:31

Then Jesus told his disciples a parable 

to show them that they should always pray and not give up.

Luke 18:1

Hope fords the streams where dreams have died

It forges faith from yielded fear

Where morning spills Time’s virgin tide

It bids us to be of good cheer

And where we reach but cannot see

Hope whispers through the pining air

And beckons us to trust in He

Who keeps us in His tender care

Hope puts its arms around our dread

And ushers step-by-stepping stone

Where no one knows what lies ahead

Hope is God’s hand over our own

And as we rise to meet the day

Where night becomes a molten sea

Hope is a Voice that seems to say

Be of good cheer and trust in Me

Hope helps us look toward The Prize

Though trouble takes no holiday

As sure as the spark upward flies

Hope holds a lifeline through the fray

And where the ash of days gone by

Can sting our eyes with founded fear

Hope lifts courage’s candle high

And beckons still, ‘be of good cheer’

© Janet Martin