The Prayer of Faith
by J. Randal Matheny
From reading Mark 11
Begone, O mountain, to the sea!
By faith the King has giv'n to me
His boundless power in ev'ry prayer
To whisk the boulders through the air.
Away with fear, and drown all doubt,
By high command, with prayers devout;
Go far from sight whatever bars
The soul from God above the stars.
The Sovereign rides upon a colt,
To sue for peace, divine revolt,
Who in the temple looks and leaves,
Who sweeps away the den of thieves.
Among the limbs he looks for fruit,
In woe, he withers leaf and root;
The Lord removes religion's theft,
Gives life to Jacob's remnant left.
