Hope in Temporal Trouble
4/13/2011
Steve Loggins
The earth may shake and move beneath us
The waters come to swallow all
The wealth we chase may turn to dust
Our kingdom totters, then it falls.
Our health may flee and racking pain
is all we have that’s left to bear
The future’s bleak as our hope wanes
A welcome grave we wish to share.
Beauty fades and darkness lingers
Depraved men twist Good to Bad
We all view Fate’s long, bony finger
Point to what we all once had.
What is left? What more can happen?
These are questions all must face
Will God destroy our world again?
This time with stones from outer space?
Hope, hope, hope is the key
A searching, longing for better days
A trust in ancient words we see
That promise us more, that show us The Way.
A Golden city with never an end,
A new dawning with never a sunset,
This is our hope, God is Our friend,
This present pain…. He will let us forget.
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