Based on Titus 2:11-14
One night in hopeless Bethlehem
As Roman soldiers walked the streets,
As crowded inns are filled with travelers,
The world a newborn baby meets.
A baby Who came to change the world,
That it might no more in darkness grope;
He's Light of the World, Savior of all,
Our Righteousness, that Blessed Hope.
This day in hopeless America
As nothing is solid, nothing is sure,
As we wonder what will happen tomorrow,
He is the One Who shall endure.
He's the Rock to stand upon in trials.
Encourage each other; do more than cope!
For he fulfilled the first coming promise,
And he'll come again--that Blessed Hope.
And one day in this hopeless world
As we do not expect His shout,
As trumpets sound, He will descend,
Secure His children and crush all doubt.
The King Who reigns, forevermore,
Will reveal His glory in fullest scope.
We'll worship Him as we rise to heaven,
"All honor to You, our Blessed Hope!"
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