Can we find the words of faith to utter yet one more prayer?
Is our seed of faith big enough for one more trial to bear?
You say come to You as a child, believing in your care.
Your forgiveness, your provisions, your promises are waiting for us there.
“But Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.” Matthew 19:14
When He doesn’t raise the dead
But stays longer on his journey instead
When He doesn’t end the suffering
Or the drought with a fresh lain spring
When He allows the boat to capsize
And sits silently while we cry
Where does our faith, then, abide?
To the tomb, to the inner room
To the cross where He was forsaken
To the moments before victory
Where his believers sat unshaken
If You are who you say you are
Then I don’t need to worry
If you are who you say you are
This is all under your control
If you are who you say you are
You have plans for every tomorrow
If you are who you say you are
Troubles for today, I need not borrow
Should sorrow come my way
and darkness cover all I see
Should I lose my dreams
And tragedy descend upon me
I’ll cling to You with my last grip
And place all my hope in You
Knowing your heavenly purposes
Prevail regardless of earthly truths
Your love remains the same
Your promises do not change
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