Hope
Distant drums beat.
Choirs burst into song.
Don’t get me wrong…..
But I’ve no hope.
Next door the woman cries.
Children have no clothes.
Her man
He looks for work….desperate to fill his kids
But…Next door the woman still cries……
Distant drums beat.
Choirs burst into song.
Don’t get me wrong……
But you can’t give me hope.
Our doors barred, locked in dreaded fear
love our neighbour
Does it really matter.
Let them in out of their cold.
The inn-keeper’s blood runs within our veins
Distant drums beat.
Choirs burst into song.
Don’t get me wrong……
But you can’t tell me there’s hope.
He died all nailed to a cross…..
then we in fear locked Him in the dark
So, where is your wisdom
Where is your tent?
Hope….what is there to tell about.
Distant drums beat..…Mea culpa…..
Choirs burst into song….. Mea culpa….
Forgive me, I am sorry.
Mea maxima culpa,
Spes ut nos liberare …. Hope will free us,
‘cos He resurrected and in communion
’tis All the glory that abounds in HOPE.
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