The Fight Of Good Faith
I do not move by feelings in all I must do.. Maturity in weakness, will make nothing new. My thoughts and my heart, must both be aligned.. For the right hand of mercy should never be unkind. Every day I contend, with trials of dismay.. And the fight of good faith, is sometimes more than I could pay. Though in my barns, I am grateful for my fare.. I struggle on my journey, and I weep in despair.