A Little Faith
I’m not a Saint
Or hero of the faith
No martyr I
Honestly
I’m afraid to die
But I do believe
And I have received
Grace from on high
And that’s enough
Still I often struggle
To believe and understand
How I fit in God’s true plan
And what to say and how to say it
What to do and how to play it
When to stay and when to go
How to let a rival know
That I’m trying to forgive
And live the life I’m supposed to live
Each day anew I rise and try
To be the man to be the guy
Who walks the walk
Much more than talk
But I still have fears
And still have tears
That my little faith is just too small
Never strong enough at all
Tiny as the smallest seed
But I’m reminded
That it’s not me
That does the work
Of change you see
My tiny faith in Him alone
Is strong enough to atone
For my weakness
And human flesh
For my tiny faith I’m blessed
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