~ The Promise of Hope ~
She lifted the lovely lid...expectation in her
To find a lasting pleasure
But, to her disappointment...little did she find,
Just empty satin lining
Nothing to call 'mine'.
Sadly she turned away...crushing was her sorrow,
The promises of love
Vanished for tomorrow.
Oh, let her find true treasure... in another box,
So when she looks inside
The promise isn't lost.
May she find a certain place...where her trust can
An endless supply of love
That always will endure.
Sadly she turned... and there she saw...an opened
chest, a grave,
And coming forth her Lord Jesus
Where all hope is laid.
Deep within His gentle eyes, affirmation..her need
In the perfect love poured out
When for her...He died.