Hope

              God is our hope!

     As the blood ran out the punctures in His head from the crown of thorns,
     as it ran down His dusty, sweaty, bruised face,
     as that blood ran down His heaving chest that was struggling for air,
     as it ran dow a chest scarred and beat for me,
     as it ran down His thighs lifting His body for air of this world,
     as that blood coursed down to His foot,
     as that blood pooled upon a foot that brought me a Message of Love,
     as the drops of blood dropped off His big toe,
     and splattered upon the ground at the foot of the cross,
     as it splattered drop by drop from my Master,
     upon the ground He created
     as it did it covered a sinner such as i, dust at the foot of the Cross of Jesus,
     God is our Hope!
     I am clean because my Master is my Hope!