1 Sight, hearing, feeling, taste and smell,
Are gifts we highly prize;
But these may downward lead to hell,
While faith to heav'n doth rise.
2 More piercing than the eagle's sight,
Faith views the world unknown:
Surveys the glorious realms of light,
And JESUS on the throne.
3 It hears the mighty voice of GOD,
And ponders what he saith;
His word and works, his gifts and rod,
Have each a voice to faith.
4 It feels the touch of heav'nly pow'r,
And from the boundless source,
Derives fresh vigour ev'ry hour
To run its daily course.
5 The truth and goodness of the LORD
Are suited to its tasks;
Mean is the worldling's pamper'd board,
To faith's perpetual feast.
6 Till saving faith possess the mind,
In vain of sense we boast;
We are but senseless, tasteless, blind,
And deaf, and dead, and lost.
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First Line: | Sight, hearing, felling, taste and smell |
Title: | Faith superior to Sense |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Faith: Superior ot sense |
Notes: | Public Domain. |