E’er expanding space cannot contain you.
There you stand with flesh and blood and sinew.
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Hope. But hope well, fixed in this conviction,
Fixed within the grasp that cannot falter.
Grasp the truth, this holy benediction:
Holy hope will meet you at the altar.
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We are living sacrifices
Still allowed to scream;
Not left to our own devices,
Still inspired to dream;
Free to choose in daily choices,
Held by sov’reignty;
Speaking with our mortal voices
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