When shadows fall and hide your face When evening comes to claim the day When faces turn to look away And battles fought are fought in vain I will remain When treasures turn from gold to gray When people fail and run away When I am shunned in deep disgrace And I become the castaway I’ll remain a keeper of the faith
And I stand solid to the bone Stronger than a stone Still (still, still), I’m soft as potter’s clay Sculpted day by day To be a keeper of the faith
When summer strays and colors change When clouds bring on the pouring rain When nothing fills this empty space And I’m afraid of what awaits I’ll remain a keeper of the faith
And I stand solid to the bone Stronger than a stone Still (still, still), I’m soft as potter’s clay Sculpted day by day To be a keeper of the faith
When angels come to light the way When voices swell and praise your name When you come forth in saving grace And you reveal your holy face you will see I’m a keeper of the faith