Hope of the World

Hope of the World

Hope of the world,

Born of God, and unto man,

But, why?

To die upon a cross to save us?

From whom?

What profit anyone to prophecy-

And, point to you…

Unless,

Unless,

You are the one they say you are.

Hope of the world,

Born of God, and unto men,

And, what of them?

To leave their nets,

And, walk with you,

With suffering and sacrifice,

What profit anyone to testify-

And, point to you…

Unless,

Unless,

You are the one they say you are.

Hope of the world,

Born of God, and unto us,

Is this not a newer day?

Where man has mastered mindful things,

Are there poor in spirit,

Meek and mournful,

Those who hunger still for righteousness,

We fail; we fall; we falter still,

We reach to One to pull us through,

What profit anyone to follow…

Unless,

Unless,

You are the One they say you are!

Peter Lowell Paulson

December 21, 2015