Faith! What a precious gift of God’s hand
that equips me to believe in things unseen
It brings me to the solid rock to stand
and through misfortunes keeps me serene
It is trials that refine faith
Refines it as fire purifies gold
It blesses me with the Lord’s trait
and shapes me into His mold
He prunes these dead branches of mine
To flourish and bear more fruits
As I faithfully abide in His vine,
May my life serve as a tribute
All my past and failures are gone
By faith, I am a new creature
What God starts, He leaves not undone
I have confidence for a future
Grace through faith I have received
And by grace, I am saved
Now I have evidence to believe
There is hope beyond the grave
When at last God will appear
And my faith shall become sight
I will not be overtaken with fear
For in His glory I will delight
