Oh Me of Little Faith

New contradictions, fresh perplexities, 

Strange paradoxes and more mysteries

I am confounded by my consistencies

Oh Me of little faith. 

A skulking and smiling and sinister state 

Has sabotaged progress in my faith of late

I don’t do what I love but I do what I hate

Oh, Me of little faith 

Chorus

Lord I would believe you

Take you at Your Word

Help me obey You

And heed what I’ve heard

Lord help me and gird me

Till my heart is stirred

Oh Me of little faith

Is there still some reservation in my mind? 

Some fear of what it might be like  to find

If what I believe takes on a more real design

Oh Me of little faith

If my faith was too solid, how much would I  lose?

I might become odd and strange if I rightly choose

My dreams and desires would be yesterday’s news

Oh me of little faith 

Chorus

Lord I would believe you

Take you at Your Word

Help me obey You

And heed what I’ve heard

Lord help me and gird me

Till my heart is stirred

Oh Me of little faith

Oh Me of little faith

Oh Me of little faith

July 25, 2023

Anthony Foster