The
valley before me draws into the haze
Depth
without bottom, width beyond far
Despair
in the moment prolongs into days
Darkness
in daylight, night minus stars
Oh,
be it simple that mountain to move
Yet
a grain holds heavy, a speck carries weight
Faith
much like Thomas, to touch is to prove
Impossible
lives in me, anguish my fate
To
walk on the water in the face of each day
Calm
waters turn angry when thrust by the gale
Faith
much like Peter, brave until sway
Oh
Lord, grant me faith true when self faith does fail
For
then dwells the Spirit, His gift is of love
His
love never fails, all things to believe
With
hope they abide eternal thereof
Impossible
flees them, my soul they relieve
John
20:26-29 “…..and Thomas
with them…..reach your hand here and put it in my side…..”
Matthew 14:28-31 “And Peter…..walked on the water…..but
when he saw that the wind was boisterous…..O you of
little faith, why did you doubt?”
1
Corinthians 13 “…..love…..believes
all things, hopes all things…..”
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