Now I Believe
Well, I grew up with Jesus Christ
How could I not believe
I heard Him teach and lived with Him
My own heart, I deceived
I told myself, it was not Him
Not Jesus Christ the Lord
And yet I watched His perfect life
He was the living Word.
I am James; I lived with Him
The Truth I could not see
But after Jesus conquered death
And then He came to me.
He told me that He understood
My unbelief and now
I saw His scars and I’m convinced
My love to Him I vow.
Robert Fultz / May 29, 2024
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