Lord, this sound that You hear
Is the voice of my faith;
In broken soul's anguish,
Clinging on You lest I perish;
Lord, the sound from this altar
Is the groaning of my faith.

Lord, these tears on Your feet
Are the droplets of my faith;
Streams of my love for Thee,
Break through the hardness in me;
Lord, the liquid in my eyes
Is the content of my faith.

Lord, this vow that I make
Is the promise of my faith;
Thy will and purpose is my pursuit,
Worldly trusts and ambitions I refute;
Lord, this pledge that I make
Is the token of my faith.

Lord, this song in Your ears
Is the joy of my faith;
Through Thy staff and Thy rod,
My joy blossoms like Aaron's rod;
Lord, this music that You hear
Is the melody of my faith.

Lord, this life that I live
Is the life of my faith;
Walking and working before Thy face,
To receive daily supply of Thy grace;
Lord, this breath that I breathe
Is the breath of my faith.