for faith in One Whose voice I never hear,
and faith in One Whose face I never see,
commands my love, and then invites my fear.
And yet You force my faith another way:
my faith’s forced when I marvel at the stars,
I’m so impressed by words Your Son will say,
my sins confessed, You wipe away the scars.
No need to hear Your voice or see Your face,
Your wonders are enough to know what’s true,
I can’t deny the working of Your grace,
my sense inside impels my faith in You.
In Your world and this soul and body mine,
my faith’s compelled to see Your grand design.
-- by Pete Voelz 2/20/12
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