Hope
Hope in the Lord Re New my strength
To the sord eagle wings soar
Holy spirit so cold never grow weary gillore
Seek me find me
All your heart you shine ever threw me
Everlasting truth speaks
Wait quietly for salvation the Lord seemed
Booth is where I shoot too capture soal bleed
Treasured by my father
I speak highly of him
Share war within
Healing in his wings
Ask
Seek
Knock
Enter the narrow gates
Find pearls open arms await.
This poem is about:
Me