Holy Hope

 

 

O, Holy Hope,

I see before me

The path of Jesus.

It trails into my future,

While its clarity fades

As it leaves this present moment.

 

I am like Bartimaeus along this way.

I call out for my Savior.

At my plea angels hurry to my side

With the balm to heal my blindness.

 

I see the Christ with me,

Before me, beside me,

Beneath me, as hallowed ground,

Above me, as Sun’s light and warmth.

 

In Hope I never walk alone.

Companions of my life, hand in hand,

Faith and Love abide with me.

My life follows in His steps

To that place prepared for me.

 

Here on this Earth,

I, too, know the Cross.

And in this Day,

I, too, experience

The paradise of His Presence.