While my flesh,
withers away
my hope is in
a better day.

The time coming,
when I’ll be at peace
while I’m waiting
my hope won’t cease.

Pressing on,
forward I go
perfect hope
in my soul flows.

As I wait,
for the Lord to come
on my heart-strings
my hope will strum.

Looking onward,
Jesus in my sight
eternal life . . .
hopes greatest delight.

While my flesh,
withers away
my hope rests in
that glorious day!

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Psalm 39:7
King James Version

“And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.”

Copyright 2014
Deborah Ann Belka