When those about us languish in a sullen sea of doubt, and the
whole world seems in anguish, and hope, nowhere about; its then faith burns
most brightly with conviction’s brilliant glow, while fears retreat contritely,
vanquished by the confidence we know. For our hope is not in inner strength, nor
conceit at honors won. Our valor not doomed to fail at length, our victory not
contingent on what we’ve done. Our joy is not reliant on some gallantry we’ve
shown.
We’ve no need to be compliant to some distant impropriety we’ve known. For our
strength is in humility, not some valiant course we’ve trod, but in simply
doing justly, loving mercy, serving God. SC
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