Under A Microscope (2-23-1985)
Faith is it something we must feel or just believe?
Are we born with it, this idea of knowing and trusting
in something we cannot see or has yet to happen?
My faith is strong today but who's to say about tomorrow.
It goes up and down, high and low, fills to the bottom then
it sinks below.
It's this faith that reassures me and let's me know that this tempest will
pass, and I will still stand.
Faith is the only thing worth holding on to when nothing
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