DECEMBER DESPAIR AND THE HOPE HE BRINGS
Somewhere in the world tonight
A mother’s lost her baby
A husband’s lost his wife
A child has lost her brother
A young man has lost his life
How can it be?
These things that cause such grief?
I pray You, Lord, look down and see our poverty
I pray You, Lord, reach down and relieve our helpless misery
Our hope, it seems,
Is in wishing for what is not and what never could be
How unrealistic and heavy this vision sits
It burdens our hearts and blinds our sight
It keeps us far from morning’s light
Where Hope springs-
Alive
Eternal
Abiding
Through all this pain
In Love’s Strong Hand
Our souls’ best hope resides in You
We cannot know the fullness of Your own great plan
Yet, fully know the comfort in Your nail-scarred hand
We all may grieve a loss today
But the ransom’s paid
We are redeemed
Our time on earth is brief.
Lord.
You are faithful
You hold us close
When all we see is dark, unending night
When we question all that is,
All that You are,
All we’ve ever known and thought-
When we only know our spirits will soon depart
And all our plans will come to naught*
When finding only dark despair,
We grieve and grieve in the depths of sorrow
Until we see at last
You are the Strength of our heart
Our Refuge and our Hope, our Portion Forever**
*Psalm 146:4 **Psalm 73:26