Hope Without Hurt

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Oh Lord how can it be​

to keep this heart from hardening,

when this pain persists in me?

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To think upon the honest, the just and the pure,

Seeing the perfect imperfections

made manifest in her?

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Well spoken of and lovely, possessing much virtue;

Oh God she was amazing, 

all praises be to you!

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And my hope is in your promises to work this out for good,

and your tarrying in silence,

to be soon understood.

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And that if a work is still in progress that in time will be revealed,

this pain will pass and in that day

this hurt will then be healed.

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Let me not lose hope that two can be one,

what you've brought together,

let it not be undone.

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Let the hurt in this hope in the storm of this sorrow,

draw me nearer to thee now,

for there's no promise of tomorrow.

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Lest the waves of doubt overtake me and I sink into the depths,

Take my hand and lead me

before I take another step. 

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Let me hope without the hurt, Oh Lord if this can be,

but never let me hurt,

without your hope inside of me.

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