God / Hope of Glory
In my lover's eyes, the beautiful intricacies of composition beyond random chance
In human life born from love given by grace held by unworthy hands, loved with a corrupt heart
In an infant boy swimming alone, but not alone and back home safe
A smile with freckles and dimples and charm with a soft voice whispering, "I love you"
In a perfect flight, a perfect group, squeaky shoes, a tight grip of my finger
In a premature baptism in Hefei, a glimpse of the hope of salvation, a glimpse of His heart for the orphans
Orphans no more, though without a father, not without the Father, heirs to the Hope of Glory!
the Hope of Glory!
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