People are filled with fear
They say the end is near
Making all kinds of preparations
For a future that's uncertain
Doomed for condemnation
Lord you help us maintain
Whenever hope seems bleak
Lost with the setting sun
It makes the heart weak
When all is said and done
You give us hope again
To endure the pouring rain
May my hope always be steadfast
Till I take my very last breath
My burdens to you I cast
As I still dwell this earth
I won't fear the fowler snare
Coz I know that you care
©lenni-x
L