Faith

Faith,

The substance of things hoped for.

Faith,

The evidence of things not seen.

Faith,

The child you’ve taken home

Faith,

The gift that comes from Your throne.

And gifts You give Lord,

Are always good

Tho sometimes in this place

They cannot be understood.

So here we live,

In this place filled with tears.

While our precious child, Faith

Lives where there are no fears.

Give us strength Oh God,

To walk this road.

This narrow path You lead us on.

Your Light, the glory, of a coming dawn.

For you will return

To take us home.

Where we like Faith

Will rest beneath Your throne.

And see again

This child You’ve taken.

With You at our side,

We will not be shaken.

Love, your Dad –

John R. Kelly

July 28, 2000