Now faith ...

Faith is the substance of things unseen
or that may be hardly there
Like a baby's tiny fingerprints
or a birdsong that is quite rare

Past the veil of human eyes
we may for an instant see
Just a glimpse of what hope believes
in something heavenly

Faith the substance of things hoped for
when we trust with our whole being
Knowing that that in which we believe
is not composed of seeing

Through the slew of wordly facts
that all our senses proclaim
Most magnificent and true
is our Creator's name

Faith is a thing I can't explain
yet implicitly I know
That those who walk in faith's pure light
their lives will surely show.