The ancient promised hope,
Long written in the sky.
Trace the stars, read the signs.
A promise thousands of years old.
Gives us song in the dark night.
The new stars birth draws us.
Because we hope its someone,
Something other than us.
What is good, what has grown us,
Is the same thing which makes us
A part of this story, for God knew.
God knew the plan for our good.
Live the promised hope in you.
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