Was it real, His crucifixion, what did it mean?
The word was out, His escape was seen.
A woman in the Garden called Him by name.
It's all a matter of Faith.
With His wife He arrived on the coast of France.
His bloodline intact by an act of chance?
A Prophet for sure, but the Son of God?
It's all a matter of Faith.
What is true, what is not, is the question you see.
Was He single or married, what's that mean to me?
His Apostles were there to see it first hand.
It's all a matter of Faith.
The word that He spread was a message of hope,
He never once mentioned a church or a Pope.
To Peter His Chosen He gave Heavens keys.
It's all a matter of Faith.
The words in the bible are all that I've got
So many contradictions inspired or not.
The story that's told strengthens my heart.
It's all a matter of Faith.
The Father knowing well that His Son would fall
Would be mocked and doubted by one and all.
A Light we could follow when our path was dark.
It's all a matter of Faith.
In a world of questions and minds full of doubt,
I search for what's good as I wander about.
When my path was uncertain, I chose to believe.
It's all a matter of Faith.
