A word of anchor In a world of flame The clamor for normality On a spinning ball The fear of tomorrow In the eyes of the present Gnashing of teeth As when in regret Wondering heart of a misplaced dreamer Call for rescue Beginning of the end The future none can tell The prayers as one walk in isolation Asleep at night, a question hangs What will tomorrow hold? We have but one thing An anchor, Hope Undefiled makes a strong heart A better tomorrow, we hope for Can it ever be the same? Each night we long For a new tomorrow When all fear is gone
Inspired from Hebrews 6:19
The Seekers 