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Last Hope

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Is there hope?

Surely life is not a bad joke,

when you’re at the end of the rope, whoʼs there to save you?

Or do you fall into the abyss, thatʼs it, the end?

Is there something more, why do I exist?

I cry out, “Why me?” The echo replies, “Why not?"




                                              will I ever stop?

I am an accident, thrown together by chance,

a tiny dot,cosmic dust, compost for the universe,

nothing, nothing in nothingness,

I fall,



into the black abyss…

A small voice within me, the one I oft ignored, till it spoke to me no more,

I hear it now! I hear it now!

“You were made in My image, you have purpose, you have value.”

It echoes through my head a thunderous roar,

shaking me to the marrow.

“Awake! Awake, O hardened soul!”

“Fear not!, I am with you, I am the hope for all!

I will not leave or forsake you, in your time of need just call

You must believe, confess, I am your Lord, repent, I will make you new

.My Spirit will indwell you,I will not let you go!”

The hounds of heaven caught me,on my knees I did implore, “Oh God save this blind sinner, forgiveness undeserved,

I cling to the Cross of Jesus, he died for all my sins,”

by his shed blood he covers me,

to God Iʼm born anew!

Shielded from his wrath, I stand before the throne,

broken but forgiven,I am not my own.

Paid for with a price, no one ever could repay,

washed in the blood of Jesus, I will never be the same,

Praise the Lord of Heaven, for Holy, Holy, Holy, is his name!

Now you know my story and all I wrote is true.

Believe in Christ our savior and he will do the same for you!






Posted by Art Flickinger