Give me not up, O God,
my heart is slow to believe,
my eyes have seen too much
of pain, of a jaded world
and I so quick to judge. Continue reading
I believe — help my unbelief!
Without faith, my life will come to grief;
O God Almighty, power is yours, and might,
To you I turn, who dwells in purest light; Continue reading
Lord Almighty, I believe,
Forgive my unbelief;
For lack of trust in you I grieve,
Of sins this is the chief.
My eyes can’t see, for all their strength,
The plans that you have made,
Nor love in all its depth and length
That marked my sins as paid.
Your gentle presence I cannot feel,
To touch my senses fail;
My hazy sight can’t but conceal
Your hand within the gale.
But this I know: You move and speak,
You answer when I kneel;
Your wing protects the small and weak—
I know my God is real.