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Hope

 

 Romans 1:4

“The Lord Jesus was raised from the

dead according to the Spirit of Holiness”

 

The Spirit proclaimed wisely,

 how Christ took His Life again.

God, Himself at work

No doubts, no fears could stand.

 

In power He stood again

in totality glorified.

Don’t touch me yet … He told his friends

until I am magnified.

 

That glorious day when hope was born

in the answer to the cries,

that humanity had thrown in the air

in desperation from inside.

 

The helpless still cry as before

until they are shown that hope.

No more … no less in time’s process

as only the Spirit can show that Hope.

 

Jan Wienen

 

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