Accounts of miracles, and deeds
Wrought by Your hands…
And I believe!
The things you did in days long past,
And even things done in
This present day.
When friends, distraught, come to me
And ask me if I’ll pray…
I believe!
And parted the Red Sea,
You made the lame to walk again,
And caused the blind to see…
The mute, could speak
When You stretched out Your hand,
Because of plagues brought to his land…
Who’s diagnosis looks quite grim…
Because I remember Lazarus,
And what you did for him!
Yes! I believe!
I feel their misery and despair;
But I’ve seen countless cured before…
Just because You care…
So…I believe!
Locked away, who sit for hours,
And scream in torment…
And beg for relief,
Have called on You, Jesus…
And been set free!
I DO believe!
And it comes down to me…
I fret and worry…and have my doubts;
I wonder…do You see?’
But, umm…just not my money;
Because, You’re up there…and I’m down here,
And, well You know…the market’s been kinda funny!
They change from day-to-day.
So, you know that 10% I was gonna give You? …
Well, I’m thinkin’ it’s gonna have to wait!
And my car payment’s long past due…
They’re about to turn my water off…
And I’m out of groceries too;
It sucks up gas, like there ain’t no tomorrow…
So the troubles of this present time,
Make me forget Your miracles,
And in self-pity, wallow!
To things in my own past,
And remind me how You intervened,
And acted on my behalf;
And all those grocery coupons…
How we lived off Hot Dogs, Mac & Cheese,
Tuna Fish, and Peanut Butter…
Our bellies were always fed.
We never slept in doorways,
We slept in our warm beds!
You gave us Daily Bread.
You kept us from all harm and evil…
You did just what You said!
I vow to give my 10%;
And though things don’t add up on paper,
I know You’ll provide for the rent.
And I begin to worry…
When things get out of hand,
And look all skewed, and blurry…
Remind me of Your miracles Lord…
And let me write the check;
With my nerves a total wreck…
I don’t want to be a thief!
Let me trust in You…for I DO believe…