Faith

Lead me on for I believe.

Make me strong when I am weak.

Through roads of darkness, evil and fear.

That I know you are near.

 

Distant voices, misleading rejoices.

Make only of what, of what you believe.

For eyes of wisdom have this within them.

Even I blind man can see.

 

For the F is found when you belong.

With A is where your heart is strong.

The I along with T, will lead you to believe.

That the H will be the final highway.

The final highway home.

 

Faith, the honesty of intension.

With no excuse of import to deceive.

For the innocent is gone.

Guilty will be long.

To that only then will we see.

 

For the F is found when you belong.

With A is where your heart is strong.

The I along with T, will lead you to believe.

That the H will be the final highway.

The final highway home.

 

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WRITTEN BY JOE PULLEY