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A Vision of Hope

Where does our hope lie? Is it in the autumn leaves as they fall and scatter? Does it fly with the Robins in the sky? Some say it's in the dark stormy clouds as the rain splatters. Where does it come from? It's a gift from God, the one, who created the blue-sky. The Bible is a map or guide, a balm. It tells of God's amazing grace and love where sin does die. Why do we need it? It steps in when things go wrong if to him we do cry! The depth of its passion keeps from the pit. If we on Him learn to rely, He is there to supply. It's not in disguise. We must take hold of it if we expect to survive! Sometimes it happens to be a surprise. Jesus our Rock, is the source, He makes the moonrise. The sacrifice for all, is Jesus, the master of everything both good and wise? Can you hear the voice of the Savior call? Who opens the eyes of hope so all may see the sunrise?

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