Hard times come, and people implode
But the love of God will sustain,
Like sinking sands, faith can erode
But the sun will outshine the rain.
Fear and doubt, spout terrible woes
Though peace is a reachable fact,
Crumbling dreams, from deep darkness flow
But hope is the truth we transact.
For the strains of this life may thicken
Though wisdom will chart a new course,
The weight of need causes friction
But grace is the crux of hope’s source.
For a trip to the cross is met
With waves of His merciful mist,
Dismissing our faults ad our debt
By the Son of God, we’ve been kissed.
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