Faith Knows
by Terry Chriswell
April 11, 2004
Uncovered naked standing shaking it holds me in its hand;
Else cloaked by fear or grief or shame, faith knows just where I stand.
The bitter years they took their toll but faith it did not flee;
While I took the lowest roads, it took its time with me.
And then I thought I raised myself to higher wiser height;
But faith it did the lifting up and brought me to its light.
Ever present it does shine to never turn away;
Even though there are times my faith may surely stray.
Quietly a lesson comes unexpected in the day;
When child’s laughter or sweet birdsong pierces worldly fray.
Reflection soon I can’t ignore of faith’s gentle demand;
Leads me to be grateful then that faith knows where I stand.
