Its’ name is Faith and is full of might
The path to this light is twisting and turning
At times its’ stones feel as if burning
You must stay on this path to glory
It is in you to tell a mysterious story
The light shines dim often at times
But even then the beams dance in rhyme
The glow of this beacon guides the weary and lost
It is always there for the caretaker paid a heavy cost
Always strive to follow this glimmer of trust
For your life and soul it is an unquestionable must
At night it shines the brightest and highest
For in the darkness the weak need its’ greatness
Seek and follow the twinkling glimmer of hope
It lives inside a great fortress and helps you cope
To help you navigate the rocks of destruction
And to all of us…it is a promise of salvation.
© BAS ...;}... July 29th, 2008 7:30 AM EST
In His Service, in Her Service & at your service:
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