Show 0 by grace noll crowell crowe AITH takes on the look of silver th s F FAITH A path at sit night across the ca ea k the points of stars the silver tips of wings the white sull stil luminosity of gabled rooftops when the moon shi shines down the streets of any town 1 fa th is a brightness in the soul gilr Ji lr k A shaft t set there to po pont nt the way to heaven 1 and carved upon it is a lettered scroll ss i i i its words miraculously given to gu de the traveler on his sh ang way upon the road today god help me keep my faith by tears and by the rust ot of years |