Hear the Wind Blow : a poem of hope

…Hear the wind blow…

As I look all around

All I see is evil come down

And I wonder where mercy is found.

The scorners they stand

And man mistreats man

I wonder where mercy is found…

Then I hear the wind blow

And know not from whence it goes

The storm seems louder each day

Yet the Spirit of God

Moves with hope my way

Salvation has come

Through God’s only Son.

The mockers they say

“Where’s your God today?”

And I look to the skies and pray..

While evil stands

And man mistreats man

Where does my hope truly lay?

Then I hear the wind blow

And know not from whence it goes

And the storm just won’t go away

But the Spirit of God

Moves every day

Salvation has come

Through God’s only Son.

As the clouds gather

As the storms rage

The world seems hopeless

Yet, He conquered the grave…

Then I feel the wind blow

And at last I know

The Son of Man

Has always known

Which way the wind blows…

When the last breeze blows

Then evil will know

The Son of Man

Has always known

Which way the wind blows…