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The saints of old
Faced trials similar to the ones faced today
They scarcely had the encouragement of others
Yet they managed to pave the way
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Their faith was tested
As they were asked to believe
The seemingly impossible needs
That God said He would meet
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They went without food
They were in cold, gloomy cells
They were isolated on islands
In hope of forsaking their Strength
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The world found them unfit
Enemies plotted and schemed
Sometimes God showed up amidst fires
Sometimes they didn’t recognise Him, as He walked on the sea
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The saints of old were once in our shoes
Could it be that one day, we’re the ones He will use?
To show others His faithfulness, through the seasons of life
That He is who He said He is, always, all the time?
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Could your story one day, give someone hope?
Could it one day make them hold on for a better world?
One day you will be listed in the saints of old
But how, just how, would your story unfold?