Hope
When we give hope,
we give of our self,
something so special,
deep in the heart it is felt.
Prayer, and hope,
go hand in hand,
a miracle can be delivered,
across God's land.
People have needs,
some don't understand,
but God in Heaven,
turns His back on no man.
He gives us hope,
so we can carry on,
that ray of sunshine,
many of us have known.
With out prayer,
and with out hope,
life can be difficult,
and hard to cope.
God knew this,
so He provided a way,
to give us comfort,
on these trying days.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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