What gives us the heart to live in a day
that shudders from calls in the night of betray,
comes deeply with might in a swell of might grand…
and shouts with voice beauty, and echos the land.
We all are together in good will’s love grasp
wherever heart beats world over till last.
No evil nor dark hand can touch what God made
without strike of all Heaven, His Kingdom’s crusade.
We live on to pray, to listen and to wait,
to strengthen world love, it’s goodness; love’s gait.
However we mend our own lives and entwine…
we walk as God’s Holy, we reflect the divine.
Never will darkness strike out in its doom,
as Our Lord keeps us safe bound in his own special room.
Warriors all too, an unseen kingdom power
may offer such hope praying deep every hour.
Never alone, we bind to this Vine,
Our hope in salvation, in faith, in all Time.
Look to each other and see an ally…
Family all, were we made in God’s eye.
© 2015 Linda Willows