Out where the sun still shines,
Where green grass still does grow--
I found a thing yet unseen--
I see it each place I now go--

It is not a large thing, but a small,
Fragile, easily broken, and light--
It sits upon my heart's swing--
And it's there through-harshest-night--

I feel it on the mountain-tops,
On the peak of new-born sun,
It refuses reference to the dark--
And stays when each plight has begun--

Now I am never truly alone,
For faith perches in my eyes--
It teaches lessons I never knew,
And it keeps me from-demise--

I feel it through all temptation,
Through all my winding ways,
I know it encases my soul--
For it I'll never have to pay.