How Faith Is Found… By Toni L.A. Cross

If you don’t know how faith is found

Then watch this sparrow hit the ground

And listen for the whispered voice

And wait to see Him give me choice

To choose my way to death or life

To pick a path of joy or strife

He forces not the best on me

Nor scorns my fall for all to see

His hand is still beneath my form

Waiting to shelter me in the storm


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