I fight a battle every day
Against discouragement and fear;
Some foe stands always in my way,
The path ahead is never clear!
I have hoped, I have planned, I have striven,
To the will I have added the deed;
The best that was in me I've given,
WHY try to make us think that all is wrong
And that the world is drifting to its doom ?
Why interrupt a singer's hopeful song
That I may not in blindness grope,
But that I may with vision clear
Know when to speak a word of hope
Or add a little wholesome cheer.
Faith is not merely praying
Upon your knees at night;
Faith is not merely straying
Through darkness to the light.