The Cost of Faith

The heavens declare

your holiness, Father.

What is the worth of you

glory?
What can equal your price?

Nothing! For you, O Lord,

are priceless.

The wealth of the whole world

can never equal your value.

You are not even worth my life.

My life itself is worthless.

For I am but dust

from the lowly earth.

It was you who made me

as precious as diamonds.

It was your Son't blood that

lifted me up.

What can I give

that you have not given?

What can I let go

that you have not taken?

To my oppressors I say:

"Take away my wealth.

Take away my things.

Tear my house down!

Starve me from food.

Take away the ones I love.

Take away my life.

But you can;t take away my Jesus.

Do not abandon me, Father.

Do not forsake me.

For the cost of my faith

is not a timed prayer each day.

My faith cost me nothing

but a lifetime of praise 

to your Holy Name.

May my life, this broken life,

radiate your glory and

shower your love,

though the Spirit of your

beloved

who is within me.