Acrylic & graphite on canvas | 36 in × 36 in

Who Knew Hope Was Both Anchor and Sail?

My hope is in you all day long; I wait in hope for the Lord, for the Lord.
I will inherit the land—I will not be cut off; no, in your name I will hope
for your name is Good (God). I have put my hope in your word (good); in God, unfailing love,
put your hope. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits (it is good).

Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength will not be disappointed!
As for me: I watch in hope for the Lord.
As for me: there is hope for my future.
And hope does not disappoint (hope is a tree in the mind)
because God has poured out his love into my Holy Spirit heart, has given me.

But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Hear me?
Hope that is seen is no hope at all!
Who hopes for what he already has? I wait for it
(I hope for what I do not yet have) patiently, also a fruit.
Joyful in hope, I am a tree, I am a fountain.

Faith is a substance, hope its name and feathers,
being sure of flight, being sure of sight.

Therefore—since such a hope I have, I have—
I am very bold, Christ in me, hope of glory.
I have this hope (I have this glory):
anchor for the soul,
sail for the journey.


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