From Battles Lost to Battles Won
How great the weight that weighs down all our dreams!
If only there were time enough for this,
If only there were strength enough, it seems
Then likely we would string, then aim--not miss,
But strike the target where it means success!
If only there co-operated more
Souls willing, elements prevailing, less
Abundant jagged things that bruised and tore
Those splendid plans. And yet there's new hope in
That new direction. Shoved by snow or rain,
One hears the preacher preach the Gospel--sin
Is cleansed by Christ, believe in Him! The pain
And power of Christian walk has so begun.
The battle lost can lead to battles won.