Faith Is
My father taught me how to sacrifice
How to work real hard in humility
And how to provide
My mother taught me how to love
How to care for wounds, how to give to others
She's given more than enough
But my brother, oh my brother
You have taught me you can laugh and smile
Though your days hold suffering
My brother, oh my brother
You have taught me how to get on my knees
To serve and then to sing
Praises to our King
And without words, not a single conversation
Caleb you have taught me how to yet praise Him
I will yet praise my King
College days, I'm learning how to play
On these six strings when I'd rather sing
In our house with you each day
I've had jobs and mentors, they help guide my way
But growing up with all your pain
Taught me more than words can say
More than I can say, I will yet praise
So my brother, oh my brother
You have taught me you can laugh and smile
Though each day holds suffering
My brother, oh my brother
You have taught me how to get on my knees
To serve and then to sing
Praises to our King
And without words, not a single conversation
Caleb you have taught me how to yet praise Him
I will yet praise my King
You had no choice, this is your cup to bear
Though it isn't fair it won't compare to your reward in glory
So my brother, this is my song of thanks
For each day of care brought me to prayer
And to a place of worship
Oh and to faith, to such faith
So my brother, oh my brother
You have taught you can laugh and smile
Though your days hold suffering
My brother, oh my brother
You have taught me how to get on my knees
To serve and then to plead
Mercy from our King
And without words, not a single conversation
Caleb you have taught me what faith is
Showed me what my faith is when it's in Him
And so I will worship, I will sing
Oh of the goodness forever of our King
How to work real hard in humility
And how to provide
My mother taught me how to love
How to care for wounds, how to give to others
She's given more than enough
But my brother, oh my brother
You have taught me you can laugh and smile
Though your days hold suffering
My brother, oh my brother
You have taught me how to get on my knees
To serve and then to sing
Praises to our King
And without words, not a single conversation
Caleb you have taught me how to yet praise Him
I will yet praise my King
College days, I'm learning how to play
On these six strings when I'd rather sing
In our house with you each day
I've had jobs and mentors, they help guide my way
But growing up with all your pain
Taught me more than words can say
More than I can say, I will yet praise
So my brother, oh my brother
You have taught me you can laugh and smile
Though each day holds suffering
My brother, oh my brother
You have taught me how to get on my knees
To serve and then to sing
Praises to our King
And without words, not a single conversation
Caleb you have taught me how to yet praise Him
I will yet praise my King
You had no choice, this is your cup to bear
Though it isn't fair it won't compare to your reward in glory
So my brother, this is my song of thanks
For each day of care brought me to prayer
And to a place of worship
Oh and to faith, to such faith
So my brother, oh my brother
You have taught you can laugh and smile
Though your days hold suffering
My brother, oh my brother
You have taught me how to get on my knees
To serve and then to plead
Mercy from our King
And without words, not a single conversation
Caleb you have taught me what faith is
Showed me what my faith is when it's in Him
And so I will worship, I will sing
Oh of the goodness forever of our King
Credits
Writer(s): Jaron Micah Bundy
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