My Hope

Where does your dependence lie
on money that you've piled high
on the insurance that they say to buy
on the doctors that reads your chart
do my words pierce your heart.

Is it for your comfort that you strive
to live in peace and never cry
to have enough to get you by
to pile up enough not to worry
do my words make you squirmy

Where does your hope rest
is it in two nail scarred hands
is it in a body pierced
is it found at the foot of a blood soak stake
Am I making my point, changing you fate.

Don't trust in yourself to make it right
your just in for one big fight
trust in the One who's been through it
who's got the scars and stripes to prove it
the Lord of Host, the King of Kings
the One called Jesus, my only King.

Richard.