Blind Faith



I'm about to go to bed.

It's been an awfully long day.

When I kneel beside,

and I begin to pray.



It's so hard for me.

I wish I knew what to say.

At times, I don't know,

you just seems so far away.



Do I need to speak louder?

He just seems not to hear me.

Sometimes I'd give anything

for a response to my plea.



Is there something I should be saying?

Is there something I should do?

You name it and I'll do it.

I just want to be closer to You.



Am I lacking in patience?

Do I just have to wait?

Everything will work out

on a previously planned date?



Just tell me something!

That's all I ask.

To answer my question.

To pull off this mask.



I know there are others,

who just simply mock.

They choose not to take

this spiritual walk.



With these people and more,

I need to speak about You.

It's just that sometimes

that's the hardest thing to do.



I hear this ridicule all around me.

I feel set apart.

Do I really have to go through all this

to be a Christian at heart?



They say that Christians

have too many rules.

I hear all around me

that we are just a bunch of fools.



That this religion is crazy.

That my faith is just blind.

That to believe this stuff,

I have to be out of my mind.



They say there's no evidence

that You even exist.

There are enough other theories

to make a long list.



We live by faith, not by sight.

In the end, I know that's true.

I would rather endure death

than live without You.



I pray much longer.

These pain I cannot bear.

Then, I have this strange feeling.

I just know that you're there.