My song of bright anticipation,
Heard each new day in celebration.
My soul is void of lamentation,
And filled with peace of sweet salvation.
My hours spent in fond reflection
Of days He proffered hope’s direction.
His love–a light without deflection
Will lead me on to His perfection.
My fate, I know is not infernal;
But written in His holy journal.
And oh, the love of God, paternal,
To give His child a life eternal.
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