We start out to climb life's mountains
With no fear we march boldly on
We fight and fight and fight again
Until all our fight is gone
Our arms as hard as iron
Our wills as strong as stone
But we are tricked and decieved by this enemy
Until we find ourselfs alone
Our hearts once filled with spirit
Our souls once prepared to last
But we are beaten down, into the ground
Until our souls are dying fast
We once walked proudly into battle
We stood tall, so all could see
But through it all, they watched us fall
At the feet of this enemy
But this war it's not yet over
Even though were tired and weak
We must battle on until all is gone
And our ears hear Jesus speak
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jesus spoke and so few listened 10 thanks CHRIS