Can you take the barren soil
And with all your pains and toil
Make lilies grow?
You cannot, O helpless man;
Have faith in God-He can.
Can you paint the clouds at eve?
And all the sunset colors weave
Into the sky?
You cannot, O powerless man;
Have faith in God-He can.
Can you still your troubled heart,
And make all cares and doubts depart
From out your soul?
You cannot, O faithless man;
Have faith in God-He can.