Poems (Hoffman)/To Him that Overcometh

Poems
by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
To Him that Overcometh
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TO HIM THAT OVERCOMETH

When we have overcome all things
That were so hard to meet down here,
I shall not care for crowns or wings,
Or anything that angels wear;
And yet there will be something sweet,
I cannot half express the thought,
But with tired heart and aching feet,
A little glimpse my soul has caught,
When some soul-height in pain is won,
Of something brighter than the sun.

To him that overcometh, oh!
I cannot care for throne or crown,
My soul has met and wrestled so
With powers that tried to drag it down;
I only know I did not fall,
But met and overcame them all;
And yet not I, some unseen force,
And who shall say that Heaven's white horse
Bore not a silent warrior forth
To fight between me and the foe,
Because I prayed and struggled so,
Though tired and spent?