MY FAITH, IT IS AN OAKEN STAFF
Scripture: Romans 1:17
Time Signature: 4/4
Hymn Status: Public Domain (This hymn is free to use for display and print)
Verse 1: My faith, it is an oaken staff, A trav’ler’s wellloved aid. My faith, it is a weapon stout, A soldier’s trusty blade. I’ll travel on and still be stirred By silent tho’t or social word, By all my perils undeterred, A soldier pilgrim staid.
Verse 2: I have a guide, and in His steps When travelers have trod, Whether beneath was flinty rock Or yielding grassy sod, They cared not, but with force unspent, Unmoved by pain, they onward went, Unstayed by pleasures, still they bent Their zealous course to God.
Verse 3: My faith, it is an oaken staff; O let me on it lean! My faith, it is a trusty sword; May falsehood find it keen! Thy spirit, Lord, to me impart; O make me what Thou ever art, Of patient and courageous heart, As all true saints have been