Opus for the Pilgrim

There’s a song in every Christian
And it speaks of rough sea crossed
And of dark nights of desertion
When the former hopes were lost
And the world would brand it weakness
And would silence the refrain
And would drum their battle marches
That precede the grief and pain
Hoping for no other trophy
Than another small tiff won
Never dreaming, never seeing
Total victory in God’s Son.
But the song would call Him gentle
Willing slave to all men’s worst
Brother, Helper, Saviour, Jesus
Matchless lyrics oft rehearsed.
Now perhaps you sense the music
Go ahead, relinquish, Soul
And delight in light and rescue
For the song has made you whole.


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