Don't know if I've found my faith, I'm not sure that I lost it.
Can't remember finding it, I think I've always had this.
All I know is when I'm low and feeling all-forlorn,
Who's the one that starts the day and begins a brand new dawn?
When I'm feeling frightened and wonder how to cope,
Whose hand is it that saves me, by throwing me a rope?
If I try to sit around with self-pity and in gloom,
Who puts all the lights on and brightens up my room?
When the signpost on life's journey becomes a little blurred,
Who tries to send a message, an angel's voice is heard?
Angels with a job to do, here around our earth,
Who's the one who sent them, how precious is their worth?
They seem to represent someone; they try and help you cope,
Who's the one that gives the thought for you to always hope?
I know I haven't lost it, I keep it tucked away,
Who's the one that guides my faith every single day?
