Moses went up the mountain.
As the Lord had commanded.
With countless stars can faith be certain.
How can we assume all will indeed be mended.

I dreamt that faith was indeed a mountain.
And all our efforts a mere ant hill
But I still remained uncertain.
Was the universe in comparison not a continent not some high hill.

All this is true even infernal.
And then I saw one small man, Jesus walking.
He alone proclaimed that we are eternal.
He alone provides for our reawakening.

It does not matter that we are a mere piece of cosmic dust.
With faith our soul will not die or rust.

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We on our ant hill
Stand before the universe
But one man gives hope

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See Exodus 34 : 4-6 , 8-9