E. M. Grimes

C.M.

“UPHELD by hope,” a glorious hope,

As days and years roll by;

The coming of our Lord and King

Is surely drawing nigh.

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“Upheld by hope,” all toil is sweet,

With this glad thought in view,

The Master may appear tonight

To call His servants true.

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“Upheld by hope,” that wondrous hope,

That I shall see His face,

And to His likeness be conformed

When I have run the race.

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“Upheld by hope,” in darkest days

Faith can the light descry

The deepening glory in the East

Proclaims deliverance nigh.

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“Upheld by hope,” “Beloved one,”

I hear the Bridegroom say,

“Awake, arise! go forth to meet

My chariot on its way.”

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“Upheld by hope,” how glad the heart,

My soul is on the wing,

E’en now His hand is on the door,

He comes, my glorious King.