Mark 9:24
Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears,
“Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”
It is not hard to believe in things we see with our eyes
and understand with our thoughts,
but oh, when we cannot begin to fathom the 'why'
of a certain trial/tragedy, oh how then we must choose faith
and echo that age-old plea
“Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”
Lord, in the matter of believing, help me battle unbelief
Pray, let faith’s lifetime-in-achieving cheer love’s groans of bitter grief
And in the matter of perfecting that which Sight cannot defend
Lord, bid me covet Thy directing to be faithful to the end
Lord, in the matter of surrender, when love is a Wrecking Ball
Crashing through hope-and-dreamland’s splendour for the sake of Higher Call
O, pray as You bear tender vigil over Thy flock day and night
That you behold a humbler people walking by faith and not sight
Lord, in the matter of protection, let faith’s shield be free of chinks
Gleaming with the holy reflection of Your truth; not what man thinks
For, in the matter of Arrival to, nay through the earthly grave
Pray we prepare for Soul survival by Thy grace, mighty to save
Lord, in the matter of Forever, impress on me Time’s brief sway
For soon death’s sleight of hand will sever the silver cord of Today
And the soul’s world-weary achieving to fight faith’s good fight will end
Thus, in the matter of believing, help mine unbelief. Amen.
Janet Martin
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