Promptly poetry entries |
There are days that hope springs eternal, Others, not so much I have to cling to this hope, Or else all is in vain. What is this hope to which I desperately cling? A better tomorrow than today. That God's promises He will keep, That this life is not the end. Save me! Keep me! In Your loving arms. Do not let me go! In this hope I shall trust in You. Quiet Your fretful child, With Your promises You have given; Hold me with the hope You have promised. ![]() |