LYDIA GARCIA USREY
MORIAH BARBER
U n t i l To m o r r o w
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I hear your name call to me, From the winds and the seven seas, In the intricate design in nature’s components, To the endless stars and galaxies that surround you and me. You bring hope for tomorrow Until tomorrow when I see the sun rise again, Until tomorrow when the wars finally end, Until tomorrow when the orphans find a place to find home, shelter, security, and peace. Until tomorrow when the ill and weak find restoration and life in living again, Until tomorrow when the blind can look over the horizon over the pacific shore. Until tomorrow when the hungry are fed. Until tomorrow when people are healed. Until tomorrow when the lost are found.
With mercy and love I do not deserve any. The transgressions of yesterday, now finally unshackled Paid with the ransom of your grace Laying down your life for all to see Saving us from our inequities.
The morning falls and evening rises Its been a while and I cannot see The world without your bright eyes Calling me home with open arms
Gazing at the horizon’s end Until tomorrow I’ll be free once more In your presence I will rejoice For all throughout eternity.
January 2022
Thank you my savior My God My Lord And My friend Jesus Christ. The one who heals the sick and gives sight to the blind A voice to the silent Strength for the weak And mercy for the sinner Grace and life for me and you.
