Monday, February 26, 2007

I Believe, Help Thou My Unbelief



I believe, help thou my unbelief.
I take the finite risk of trusting as a child.
I believe, help thou my unbelief.
I walk into the unknown trusting all the while.
I long so much to feel the warmth that others seem to know.
But should I never feel a thing, I claim Him even so.
I believe, help thou my unbelief.
I walk into the unknown trusting all the while.

2 comments:

Preacher Mom said...

It made me cry, but it is exactly what I needed tonight. Thank you.

Brett said...

Very pretty. I like that "finite risk." I think I act more like the risks I take are infinite. Good to remember that what I do is finite--even my puny belief.