Lyrics

If Faith Had Eyes, It Could See
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Let the Spirit be the teacher,
As each moment reveals the true and risen Preacher.


If faith had eyes, what would it see?
His heart deeply engraved in me.
Beyond the veil, past the sea,
A canvas drawn eternally.

Faith so strong it makes blind men see—
It all aligns: divine decree.
Faith beyond words, beyond all measure,
Grace is the gift—our hidden treasure.

We walk by faith, not by sight,
But with the One who is the Light.
Spirit-filled and Spirit-fed,
We rise with Him—no longer dead.

Once lost, now found, holy infection,
Dead man walking—Spirit detection.


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[Chorus]

If faith had eyes, our hearts would see,
The love of God in you and me.
No need to reach—He’s not afar,
You bear His wounds, you wear His scars.

Perfect love drives out fear,
Faith remains when love draws near.
Faith isn’t sight—it’s something more:
The key that opens heaven’s door.

If faith had eyes, it would see,
That God is forming wings in me.


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[Verse 2]

If faith had wings, what would it do?
Could it see the wind or taste the dew?
Would it forge its path or ride the breath?
Control the storm or trust in death?

Faith doesn’t fly by sight or will—
It trusts the air when all is still.
It rises not by its own force—
But by the hand that shaped its course.

Faith stands tall on trembling ground,
Crowned in light where grace is found.
Not the mind that finds the way—
But the heart that learns to kneel and stay.

[Bride
“The Spirit of Truth whispers: You are already Mine.
Not earned, not forced… just deeply aligned.
You are the clay—He is the form.
His breath still broods before the storm.
He did not give a spirit of fear—
But power… love… and a mind made clear.”
[Chorus 2

If faith had eyes, our hearts would see,
The fire alive in eternity.
No past, no future, no need to strive—
Just present light that makes us alive.

So don’t delay, don’t hesitate—
The Shepherd waits outside your gate.
Be still, let go, and lift your cries…
You’d see it all…
If faith had eyes

[Verse 3]

Faith is a wind, it shifts the sand,
It writes God's law with unseen hand.
From void to voice, from breath to flame—
The Potter knows each vessel’s name.

It’s not your thoughts that lead you home,
Not strength or proof—you’re not alone.
The mind may wander, the heart may break—
But grace restores what fear would take.

[Outro –]

So think with your heart… it’s always known.
You are His temple. You are His throne.

If faith had eyes… it would see.
A heart of God who lives within me.