Oct 232012

When all is lost, hope remains, a poem
(A poem for the weary and down trodden.)
I hope, comes the desire from your heart when things look dim. You have much hurt and pain coming from within. You are not alone in your sorrow, many cannot face tomorrow. To whom can you go for help in this world today, when you have needs, do some run away? This world will laugh and have fun with you, to this it is prone. When you cry and are in distress, do you find yourself alone? What is the sure hope you need to find? His name is Jesus, get him on your mind. He will turn your darkness into day, you will hope in him, for he is the way! When you have found Jesus he will make all things new, A special place in Heaven he will save, just for you! Now you look around at his beautiful creation and say, its wonderful and the sky is so blue. Isn’t he wonderful, isn’t he grand, the God Man who takes us sinners by the hand. Into our world this hope has dawned, to save the down trodden and those who mourn. “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. Matthew 5:4 NASB. “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28 NASB. Author Ken May 2012

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