FAITH IS LIKE MAGIC GLASSES
by:
Sister Mary Gmma Brunke
Faith is like a pair of glasses
I bring here and there with me.
The thrilling thing about them
Is the wondrous things I see:
When life grows dark and dismal
And my sight is near decline
I don my magic glasses;
The perspective soon grows fine.
If I slip on this treasure
I can toil with greater ease
Troubles and afflictions
At length begin to please:
The world becomes all rosy
And as cheery as can be,
I surely feel most grateful
For the faith God gave to me.
Perhaps, you once had glasses,
But by faith no longer live,
Friend, ask God for His pardon,
He is kind and will forgive:
O cherish this dear treasure
Till you meet God up above
Then present faith as an off'ring
With the gifts of hope and love.