'Faith sings upon the mountain top, while unbelief welters in the valley" (see Num. 13)

Twelve men traversed with gladness
The goodly "promised land,"
And saw its wealth and fatness
Stand out on every hand.

They longed to take possession
Of its green vales and hills-
To feast on milk and honey,
And drink its crystal rills.

But mighty towering barriers
Defied their entrance there-
The people skilled and powerful
Did strong defense prepare.

Ten men beheld the giants,
And fell prostrate with fear;
They said, "We are not able
To ever enter here."

Two men looked at Jehovah
With faith's triumphant glance,
And said "We'll enter Canaan,
The giants have no chance."

Ten men looked at the cities,
And at each massive wall,
And said, "We are not able
To make these towers fall."

Two men looked up to heaven,
And saw the God of might;
They said:"Come, take the city,
Our God for us will fight."

The bones of ten men whitened
Upon the desert sand,
That lay between dark Egypt
And Canaan's fruitful land.

Two men passed over Jordan,
And dwelt long in that land,
Which God in His deep counsels
For Israel long had planned.

Faith, faith beholds Jehovah,
And trusts His faithful Word,
But unbelief is managed
By Satan and his horde.

C. C. Crowston