FAITH ...

So strong, it can move a mountain.
Yet, it's lighter than the air.
It's the fruit of the spirit,
Longsuffering and full of care.

For by grace are ye saved, through it.
And without it, you are lost.
The trying of it worketh patience;
Sometimes, how great the cost.

With it, Peter walked on water
And Moses parted the sea.
If you had it, as a mustard seed,
What faith would do for you and me?

Faith caused the barren to conceive
And it made the blind to see.
Faith raised a man from the dead
And it calmed an angry sea.

Without it, we are fearful.
Our lives are filled with doubt.
With it, our sins are forgiven
And Peace will reign throughout.

Jesus stretches forth his hand
And whispers, "Wherefore didst thou doubt?
I promised, if you would only have faith,
God's miracles you'd never be without."

© by Claytia Doran

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