The daily round, a battle-plain
Where we may lose or win;
More deadly than the foes without
Are those who wage within.
Where we may lose or win;
More deadly than the foes without
Are those who wage within.
The daily round a ladder is;
To mount it strength is given;
For those who neither faint nor fall
The topmost rung is heaven.
To mount it strength is given;
For those who neither faint nor fall
The topmost rung is heaven.
PAST, PRESENT, FUTURE
Above me hung a darkening sky,
Dense clouds obscured the blue;
No ray of heavenborn light to cheer
Or dying hopes renew;
Yet, in the shadow, to thy hand,
I, trustful, still did cling,
And found a covert from the storm—
Beneath thy sheltering wing.
Dense clouds obscured the blue;
No ray of heavenborn light to cheer
Or dying hopes renew;
Yet, in the shadow, to thy hand,
I, trustful, still did cling,
And found a covert from the storm—
Beneath thy sheltering wing.
Above me dawns a brightening sky,
Through rifts I see the blue,
A ray of hope doth bring me joy,
Borne on the rainbow's hue;
In cloud or sunshine, Lord, I see
That Love ordaineth all;
And, clinging still to strength divine,
I may not faint or fall.
Through rifts I see the blue,
A ray of hope doth bring me joy,
Borne on the rainbow's hue;
In cloud or sunshine, Lord, I see
That Love ordaineth all;
And, clinging still to strength divine,
I may not faint or fall.
And when, for me, the cloudless sky
Of Paradise shall shine,
I'll know the love now "darkly" seen
By these dim eyes of mine;
Of Paradise shall shine,
I'll know the love now "darkly" seen
By these dim eyes of mine;
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