We walk by faith, and not by sight;
No gracious words we hear
From him who spoke as none e’er spoke;
But we believe him near.
Help then, O Lord, our unbelief,
And may our faith abound,
To call on you when you are near
And seek where you are found:
That, when our life of faith is done,
In realms of clearer light,
We may behold you as you are
With full and endless sight.
(A hymn from the Office)
This Walk Of Faith
by Deborah Ann Belka
I walk the walk of faith,
hand in hand with my Lord.
And in my heart His Word,
I have put away and stored.
I trust and I believe,
He is always here with me.
Though at times it is dark,
His light helps me to see.
When I falter in my belief,
and I’m not sure of the way.
I rely on Him to be with me,
and to hear me when I pray.
I know He’s always next to me,
and I’m never all alone.
Even though there are times,
when I feel I’m on my own.
This walk of faith is simple,
but sometimes I make it hard.
For when I take away the trust,
my hopes get somewhat jarred.
I know I must be faithful,
to walk this walk with Him.
For where there is not a doubt,
His light won’t fade or dim.