Holding Hope

Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. Romans 5:3-5 (ESV)

I have hope.

Awe, in seeing God's faithfulness,

His rewards, this truth:
I never conceived that I could hear His voice
Although He clearly calls my name
And I respond.
But to think that God Almighty cares for me
In little things, now strong eternal bonds
The threads that weave
The garment of hope I wear.
Clothes me in the righteousness He bears
Like armor, surrounding my heart and thought,
So that all I know is God is good
That there is none to dread.
 
For when my heart is towards Him
He is my faithful guide
Healing all my anger
Collapsing walls inside

     That block the flow of His love.

     This awesome God I serve

     Who comes inside my turbulent soul

     And doesn't give what I deserve

     But shows me mercy constantly.

     Me, who flies so frequently

     Among my dreams and the ruins

     Of my own path.

 

     How can He care? I'm so defiled

     Wretched, not so holy or demure

     But Jesus Himself died for me

     The Holy Spirit comforts me

     And God Himself, He loves me.

 

     I read the word:

     To follow, to obey, to trust

     Is all He asks.

     I burden in my soul

    That it's a heavy task

    But what demands are on me?

    None. Just to be a child.

    Obedient and true

    To all His word, just do.