Song of Hope

I dare look up. The heaven's blue is mine!

Held in contempt and hated, still, Lord, I am Thine.

Tho' torn asunder, poisoned arrows reach my soul.

Because Thou livest do I know that Thou shalt make me whole.

I dare look up through flames that, mounting high,

Consume my flesh. In faith I see Thee. Thou art nigh.

I would not that my anguish to Thy throne ascend,

For pain and sin and sorrow doth Thy mercy, Lord, transcend.

I dare look up! Thy promise made to me –

A humble creature, groping, will yet make me free.

Thy mighty plan, beyond my simple ken, assures

Thy love, surpassing human hope, protects me; still endures!