Telos

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This is my hope in birth;
That I am not by err here
The author of life
Has given me my breath.

This is my hope in life;
That Christ counts me His
For Him alone I live
To enjoy Him through my days.

This is my hope in death;
The power that raised Christ
By this, I shall live,
Death has no sting.

This is my hope after life;
That Christ waits for me yonder
Welcome faithful servant
As I commune with Him forever.
— Cotek
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