There Is No Unbelief





By Elizabeth York Case 

There is no unbelief;
Whoever plants a seed beneath the sod
And waits to see it push away the clod –
He trusts in God.
There is no unbelief;
Whoever says when clouds are in the sky,
“Be patient, heart; light breaketh by and by,”
Trusts the Most High.
There is no unbelief;
Whoever sees ’neath winter’s fields of snow,
The silent harvest of the future grow –
God’s power must know.
There is no unbelief;
Whoever lies down on his couch to sleep,
Content to lock each sense in slumber deep,
Knows God will keep.
There is no unbelief;
Whoever says “tomorrow,” “the unknown,”
“The future,” trusts the power alone
He dares disown.
There is no unbelief;
The heart that looks on when the eye-lids close,
And dares to live when life has only woes,
God’s comfort knows.
There is no unbelief;
For thus by day and night unconsciously
The heart lives by that faith the lips deny.
God knoweth why!