When I hear a newborn baby’s cry

And the sun warms my back from a clear blue sky,

I believe!

When a cold white snowflake alights on my nose

And sun-warmed sand tickles my toes,

I believe!

When I can sense a presence and no one is there,

And trouble arises, yet I’m none the worse for wear,

I believe!

When problems surround us and evil raises its head,

I lean on the promises which stand me in good stead:

I believe!

I believe when I gaze on the immense, wonderful array

Of budding trees and flowering plants to children at play,

Yes, I believe!

The road is long and weary with hard labor along the way,

Yet we struggle on, hoping for a brighter day,

Striving to believe.

Should you listen carefully with your inner ear,

Spiritual music and words of praise will soothe away your fear.

Then maybe you’ll believe.