What shall it be?
Which do I need,
To set me free?
Is not our Faith,
A gift of love?
From God and Father,
The Lord above.
Did He not give us,
Faith to trust,
In all Christs work,
We surely must.
And with this trust,
Firm in our grasp,
God then provides,
Love that will last.
If we ignore,
This love he gave,
Are not to Charity,
Enslaved,
Then Faith may wane,
And falter till,
Our trust is small,
And Grace is still.
