There is hope for a tree.

There is hope for a tree.

 

 

There is hope for a tree.

If it is cut down, it will sprout again,

and its new shoots will not fail.

Its roots may grow old in the ground and its stump die in the soil,

yet at the scent of water,

it will bud and put forth shoots like a new plant.

But a person in extreme suffering,

living a hard life like a hired laborer, may seem to have no hope

(Ref.: Job 14:6-9).

Here are the lyrics to verses 1 and 3 of the hymn "My Hope is Built on Nothing Less":

(V. 1) My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness;

I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus' name.

On Christ the solid rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand.

(V. 3) His oath, His covenant, His blood, support me in the whelming flood;

when all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay.

On Christ the solid rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand.