Send us a textWords and voice: Jon SwalesBeats- Chris SayburnHope whispers my name,And speaks to my soul.‘Rest a while,I have a healing balm and will tend your wounds.’I counter,‘But have you seen the pain,The poison runs deep,The beasts run wild.’And hope speaks,And addresses my wounded heart,‘Indeed, I know.The night is darkest just before the dawn.On cursed tree,Through whip and nail,The evil of empire,& the sickness of sinsinned against me. Alone in pain. I breathed my last ‘Downcast I spoke‘The beast has won .As hope lies silent in the grave.In the book of life evil will have the last word’And hope rejoiced And laughed and sang, A song of healing love,‘My beloved one,This is not true, The grave did not win.I was raised to life.Evil does not have the last word.Love wins’And I wept,And he wiped the tears from my face. Hope embraced me in his love,I beheld his face.We dancedHe is making all things new. Swales 2023 

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