Grace, it’s extended by a person and not a creed.
It reached out to meet me, a wretch in need.
Belief, lets just say it was required of me,
For Jesus to cleanse my heart and set me free.
Faith, more than a belief that God is loving and just,
It’s an anchor that holds safely in life’s stormy gusts.
Trust, faith cannot wield its power without trust,
A willingness to be divinely guided—dawn to dusk.
Hope, born out of faith it never grows old,
It’s an assurance that death has no claim or hold.
Love, a litmus test I must apply to the faith I hold.
When directed towards others, Jesus’ story is told.