We walk by faith, and not by sight;

No gracious words we hear

From him who spake as man ne'er spake;

But we believe him near.

We may not touch his hands and side,

Nor follow where he trod;

But in his promise we rejoice,

And cry, "My Lord and God!"

Help then, O Lord, our unbelief;

And may our faith abound,

To call on thee when thou art near,

And seek where thou art found:

That, when our life of faith is done,

In realms of clearer light

We may behold thee as thou art,

With full and endless sight.

Amen.