Hope, the maiden that never fails

I stand in awe of the fair maiden hope,

She breaks forth from my weary heart,

Like a piercing light

How is it that though I am struck down,

I am not destroyed,

Though I fall

I rise again.

What is this light that breaks through my darkness?

Un-circumstantially the voice of truth speaks,

Persecuted, but never abandoned.

What a joy;

This anchor that never fails…

We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, Hebrews 6:19