Bright Faith

 

The calendar upon the wall
I hardly ever check to see
Today is gone now comes the fall.
What will the sunrise bring to me?

My faith in God is what I have
To challenge troubles, so I seek
Your guiding insight, steady hand,
I’m filled with joy to hear you speak.

You know the times I’m full of me,
The moments I feel no one cares.
This lamb who wanders thinks it’s free,
It’s you becomes her light and air.

But even when I’m not aware
Short comings when it’s dreary grey,
I go to you without a prayer—
God bless me, you’re my sunny day!