In the Custody of Hope

IN THE CUSTODY OF HIS HOPE The common denominator of human life Rode his pale horse past our house today; And our lessened numbers paid the price— God had chosen—His will had been sent our way. Grief, the child of love, came and prayed with us; With shared emotions, we gathered in the relief of peace; Consoled souls sang songs praising our friend, Jesus; His loving care and glorious wonders never cease. Our grief having had its appointed moment, we recalled A childhood prayer that was once nightly prayed by us all: “Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the Lord, my soul to keep; And if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, my soul to take.” Tomorrow we will light candle flames of hope in a glorious resurrection; Despite detours along the way, we never lost sight of God’s revelation!