Faith makes the heart see what eyes cannot find,
Jehovah’s own promise, forever aligned.
It’s hope made alive in the soul deep within,
The start of a journey where trust will begin.
Though mountains may rise and storms may appear,
Jehovah’s sure word silences fear.
We walk by belief, not sight’s fleeting call,
For unseen realities outshine them all.
We walk by faith, not by sight’s brief flame,
Our hope in Jehovah who forever remains.
Though the world may doubt what eyes can’t see,
Faith makes the unseen our sure reality.
The righteous will live by their faith, not by might,
Jehovah’s own spirit their steps in the light.
His fruitage grows strong that no storm can erase,
A harvest of courage, of truth, and of grace.
Though not all believe, Jehovah’s voice rings clear,
His power draws hearts that are ready to hear.
Creation proclaims His invisible hand,
His truth forms the pillars on which we stand.
We walk by faith, not by sight’s brief flame,
Our hope in Jehovah who forever remains.
Though the world may doubt what eyes can’t see,
Faith makes the unseen our sure reality.
Faith like a title to promises owed,
From Jehovah Himself, on His word we’re bestowed.
Our hope is as certain as God’s sworn decree,
The city prepared for the ones who believe.
Christ leads the way—our perfecter and guide,
Through heaven’s own temple with Jehovah beside.
His sacrifice speaks of a love so divine,
The anchor of faith through the passage of time.
We walk by faith, not by sight’s brief flame,
Our hope in Jehovah who forever remains.
Though the world may doubt what eyes can’t see,
Faith makes the unseen our sure reality.
The ancients believed what they never yet saw,
Jehovah’s great purpose their hearts would adore.
By faith they endured, and their record remains,
Examples of trust through losses and gains.
No eye could behold what Jehovah revealed,
The glory of promises faithfully sealed.
From faithful ones’ tents to Zion’s bright shore,
Faith lifts the heart to see evermore.
We walk by faith, not by sight’s brief flame,
Our hope in Jehovah who forever remains.
Though the world may doubt what eyes can’t see,
Faith makes the unseen our sure reality.
Though none saw the city whose builder is true,
They followed Jehovah who called them through.
Each step rewarded with comfort and peace,
Their faith assured that joy would increase.
So still we await what our hearts comprehend,
Jehovah’s own future that will not end.
For faith turns the unseen to treasures we own,
Until every promise of God is known.
When sight may falter and strength feels small,
Jehovah renews, confirming the call.
Hope lights the darkness, steady and clear,
His voice as our Shepherd draws us near.
We walk by faith, not by sight’s brief flame,
Our hope in Jehovah who forever remains.
Though the world may doubt what eyes can’t see,
Faith makes the unseen our sure reality.
Though the world may doubt what eyes can’t see,
Faith makes the unseen our sure reality.
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