1 As body, when the soul has fled,--
As barren trees, decay'd and dead,
Is faith--a hopeless, lifeless thing--
If not of righteousness the spring.
2 To doers only of his word,
Propitious is th'all-seeing Lord:
He hears their cries, accepts their pray'rs,
And heals their wounds, and soothes their cares.
3 In true and active faith, we trace
The source of ev'ry Christian grace:
Within the pious heart it plays,
A living found of Joy and praise.
4 Kind deeds of peace and love betray
Where'er the stream has found its way:
but where these springs not rich and fair,
The stream has never wander'd there.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | As body, when the soul has fled |
Title: | Faith without Works is dead |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1845 |
Topic: | Holy Spirit: Faith |