MIRACLES DO NOT MATTER

"Show us a miracle!" they cried,
        "Then we'll believe," Thus they lied.
For Faith comes, as we find,
        From the heart and not the mind. 

When the Baptizer named John came,
        Many believed and faithful remained.
He did no miracle, ate strange food,
        Yet he made the wicked good.

Then Jesus came like none of the others
        He was not followed by His brothers.
People ate the food He had created
        Then His character they berated.

He healed the lame, gave sight to the blind.
        He taught them to be always kind.
He healed the leper and raised the dead,
        Yet still they doubted when they said,

"One more time, I think will do it!
        I hate to once more put you through it.
But just one miracle is all we need
        Then we will surely believe indeed!"

Now here is the miracle you see each day
        Dainty flowers grow by the highway,
The baby born, so nearly perfect and complete,
        With tiny ears and fragile feet.

This earth of ours (now think on this one)
        A few miles further from the sun
And we would freeze in just one hour.
        A few miles closer and the sun's power

Would burn the world to a glowing ember.
        Yet with all of this they can't remember
The God who made the things that are
        Who rules above us from afar.


"If He would just prove," they calmly think,
        "By some new miracle of food or drink,
If He could just write up in the sky
        Or speak to us (or at least try),

"Then we would believe in Him
        If He would just do a miracle again."

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11/7/99
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