Horns of plenty and hours of grace by Kathryn Search

Horns of plenty and hours of grace Are really meant for the human race. But it is sad and terrible to hear We don't always listen to our Savior dear. In spite of the evidence of love divine, Too many of us on purpose become blind. We yearn for the short-lived pleasures of earth, Don't think of how little their value is worth, When our dear Creator and Redeemer has given The promise of pure riches and glory in heaven. If we will read and grasp the pure truth, Of a glorious future, our minds will be soothed. For we had fallen so very far down into deceptions Of angels who lead too far down Into the pit of destruction never intended For God's dear humans whose life had so ended. Yet as we are told, that God can bring back To the state we were created and never more lack. If we will become like our Creator and King, And show self has died, as we make Heaven sing. Our dear Creator and Redeemer has given The promise of pure riches and glory in heaven, Horns of plenty and hours of grace! Amen Amen Amen