Soft as the voice of an angel

 

 

 

Soft as the voice of an angel, breathing a lesson unheard,

Hope with a gentle persuasion

Whispers her comforting word,

“Wait till the darkness is over,

Wait till the tempest is done.

Hope for the sunshine tomorrow,

After the shower is gone.”

Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice,

Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

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“Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey towards it,

Casts the shadow of our burden behind us….

Hope sweetens the memory of experiences well loved.

It tempers our troubles to our growth and our strength.  It

Befriends us in dark hours, excites us in bright ones.  It lends

Promise to the future and purpose to the past. It turns

Discouragement to determination.”

 

 

At times, hope can lighten the load,

other times, it strengthens the bridges.

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Hope is saying, “I do not ask to see the distant scene, one step enough for me.”

 

 

Hope is counting blessings rather than cursing circumstances.

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Hope is a beckoning light when despair distills

upon us as the dews from Heaven.