Salvation Is Worth The Wait Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

L-ight rises above the horizon,
E-nding the deep darkness;
N-ew morn begins to break,
Y-earning to clear the mist.

M-ake eighteenth February
A-ble to meet the dawn;
L-et the twilight turn away,
L-earn to brave the horizon.
O-n the way to the line's end,
R-ace of life must you finish;
C-limb even the highest hill,
A-llow the haze to vanish.

V-ile clime may hinder you,
I-nclement weather might do the same;
L-ook upon the Father above,
L-ay your cares on His name.
A-spire for the promised land,
N-ot for the things that disappear;
U-se every good opportunity,
E-nemy of faith must you not fear.
V-ictory is almost in your hand, fight for the true faith;
A-t the long journey's end, salvation is worth the wait.