R5113-315 Poem: “The Good Fight Of Faith”

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“THE GOOD FIGHT OF FAITH”

I came and saw, and hoped to conquer,
As the great Roman once had done;
His was the one hour’s torrent shock of battle,
My field was harder to be won.

I came and saw, but did not conquer,
The foes were fierce, their weapons strong;
I came and saw, but yet I did not conquer,
For me the fight was sore and long.

They said the war was brief and easy,
A word, a look, would crush the throng;
To some it may have been a moment’s conflict,
To me it has been sore and long.

They said the threats were coward bluster,
To brave men they could work no wrong;
So some may boast of swift and easy battle,
To me it has been sore and long.

And yet I know that I shall conquer,
Though sore and hard the fight may be;
I know, I know I shall be more than victor
Through Him who won the fight for me.

I fight, not fearful of the issue,
My victory is sure and near;
Yet not the less with hand and eye all watchful,
Grasp I my buckler and my spear.

For I must fight, if I would conquer,
‘Tis not by flight that fields are won;
And I must conquer, if I would inherit
The victor’s joy and crown and throne.
HORATIUS BONAR.

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— October 1, 1912 —