Tuesday, October 15, 2019

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.


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
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



1 comment:

  1. Amazing. This poem is so encouraging. And how much I love "Hope is God’s hand over our own"! Wow.

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