A Litany of Hope

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

Out of the womb, life is born

Crying and trailing clouds of pain

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

Creation waits with eager longing

Subjected to futility, it moans for freedom

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

From the depths of Egypt a cry is heard

'Save us, Good Lord, from our oppression!'

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

A poor woman, bereft and alone, holds tight

'Your God shall be my God, your people my people'

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

When everything has been lost and nothing is left

But to hate and curse and die

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

Why so downcast Oh my soul?

Why so disturbed within me?

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

My soul faints with longing for your salvation

I rise before dawn and cry for help

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

In the Valley of the bones, the Prophet speaks

'Dry bones!  Hear the word of the Lord!'

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

When Jesus died on the cross everything was lost

The disciples were scattered, his friends dispersed

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

The women came to the tomb with tears in their eyes

With heavy hearts they felt half dead

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

And when Hope came, they were confused

Joy mixing with awesome fear

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

Be patient in tribulation, faithful in prayer

Practice hospitality to all in need

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

Prepare your minds for action, be self-controlled

Set your hopes fully on the grace to be revealed

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

You will soar on wings as Eagles

You will run and not grow weary

You will walk and not faint

 

Hope is conceived in suffering

 

The birth pangs set the world atremble

If you listen, you can hear the hope emerging

 

Hope is conceived in suffering