Stefanie Dell'Aringa

Freelance Writer

Faith

We have a hope, we’re told

In a message that’s better than gold

That in heavenly places we’re seated

All sorrow, all grief is defeated

We are royalty, sons of a King

Who will gather together all things

Yes, His grace is sufficient for thee

On the cross, slain the enmity

Praise to our Lord for His gift

The heaviest hearts will he lift

Unto Him will we always give praise

For His wonderful, marvelous ways

© Feb. 2010

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  1. What a beautiful poem!

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