Faith In Adversity.

Faith To Move Mountains.


The early morning gentle wind
Upon the fields the eye will see
To dance and sing of happy days
Within the summer's hour, enjoy
The gladness of the farmer there,
His plow tilled land on earth
Fertile now, the fields of gold.
Wheat the wind in morning dew
Thrashed the seed lying strewn,
Innocent men scattered afraid.

A nation with guns to war
Never count the cost of loss
Torn the photo a family in tears.
Proud the sons a flag to weep
Their timber coffins to earth.
Where O death a vision seeing
God in heaven without a gun,
Christ the son alive the Savor.
His manger, the heavenly wheat
For all men born anew.

A man made cross to bear
The cocoon wrapped in silk
Torn in two the future now.
Mary smiling, dear Lord?
Rise the lost and lonely,
Roll the stone away
A vision seeing --
Heavens call, come in!
No need the lance to pierce,
His broken heart to death.