I have been grieved by numerous trials My faith, You've tested by fire. You revealed Yourself, And I came to know You More than Your Name.
I love you, Though I have not seen you. My belief was kept in my innermost self, And You filled me w/ Your glory.
I was so ignorant, that was the former me. "You shall be holy, for I am holy," You told me. Make my heart pure, overflowed by Your love To obey Your truth, for I have been born again.
As the grass withers; as the flowers fall; Your Words remain in me.
"The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever." - Isaiah 40:8 (NIV)
For, "All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, - 1 Peter 1:24 (NIV)