1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come
We walk thro' desarts dark as night;
Till we arrive at heav'n our home,
Faith is our guide, and faith our light.
2 The want of sight she well supplies;
She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she pries,
And brings eternal glories near.
3 Cheerful we tread the desert thro'
While faith inspires a heav'nly ray,
Tho' lions roar, and tempests blow,
And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4 So Abra'm, by divine command,
Left his own house to walk with God;
His faith beheld the promis'd land,
And fir'd his zeal along the road.
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First Line: | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come |
Title: | We walk by faith, not by sight |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |