Oh, Thee of Little Faith

Oh, thee of little faith,
where does thy worry come
has God ever forgotten thee
or kept His promise from?

Has He not steady thee,
on the mountain steep
has He not been with thee
in the valley deep?

Oh, thee of little faith,
where are thy sparrow wings
where is thy sweet praise
that a trusting heart sings?

Has He not collected,
in His bottle all thy tears
has He not risen
above thy doubts and fears?

Oh, thee of little faith,
get thee down on thy knee
give unto thy Savior
all thy cares and every need.

Has He not promised,
that all things He'll overcome?
So, put thy trust in the power
of His mighty kingdom!