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
