H. O. P. E Poem by _Bright Koketso

H. O. P. E

H. O. P. E

The needed want of a sad soul's balm
As I pen this little psalm
To remind me of a important thing:
I'm well loved by the Creator King
the finished work on the cross
for His blood is the source
It's worth billions, yet free to obtain.
Therefore we may not complain
In Christ Jesus no condemnation
Now we have received reconciliation.
Paul wrote, weak and strong:
'Through endurance and
encouragement of scripts we stand.'
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