Pearlyn

They have no mouth, but seem to speak
A thousand words so mild and meek.

They have no eyes , but seem to see
And bury thoughts into me.

They have no ears, but seem to hear
All my cries, my every tear.

They have no arms, but seem to pat
When with worries my heart is fat.

They have no feet, but seem to walk
Along with me in my dreams and talk.

They, I know, are the flowers so nice
That spread their fragrance a million miles.

Grow a few and then you'll know
How your life is fresh and new.

With a smile so broad, I thank my God,
Whose work to imagine is really too hard.

When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'm strongly pushed to do my best
By a voice that says, "There is still hope you dare not rest."

When chains of sorrow surround me well
When in my self, I feel like hell
I'm forced to face life with its tests
By a voice that says,"There is still hope you dare not rest."

When I just feel like crying aloud
When all my worries rise like a cloud
I'm guarded safe like a bird in its nest
By a voice that says,"There is still hope you dare not rest."

From all my fears, I now am free
I'm good and strong, I could clearly see,
But can anyone say, is it from east or west
That I hear the voice, "There is still hope you dare not rest."

With hope and courage, I just am full
Because of the voice, that gave me a very strong pull
It's my loving God, the unseen guest
Who says,"There is still hope you dare not rest."