My hope,
My hope and only home is dwelt high above,
This is all that I have,
This is me touching another hope,
The gate of heaven is opening,
I’m finding the great key,
This is the door that is opening,
This is the day that I see all clearly,
In all that I do under the sun,
I thank my Savior,
All His Will is to make me abide,
That I suffer for truth,
I never perish on all that I can do,
Seeing that my hope is all high above,
Let me increase,
May the Almighty give me a reason,
That it is all by His love that I’m free,
That I kiss the beauty of a true pattern.
Maxim Muyu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-only-hope-2/
