HOPE is a TREASURE.

I have a Treasure, and giggled at me spoil of war.

Then I hid it,
In the North West corner of my heart.
Sweet Hope from Heaven.

May I treasure you more and more,
Sweet Hope from Heaven.
Pouring contempt on all earthly conquest
All for the Hope of Glory.

Earth offers Greek gifts.
Gold or silver? But my soul
Longs for Hope.

May I treasure you more and more,
Sweet Hope from Heaven.

Far above my fleshly desire,
To wake up each day,
Seeking the Master’s will.

Be it in a dry and weary land,
Mountain high or valley low.
May I find you to
Keep you fresh as always.

Sweet Hope that
Make not ashamed.


Inspired by His Goodness
Sept 2011