Poems (Coolidge)/Just Where I am
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JUST WHERE I AM
Just where I am! Perchance my lot
'Mid brie, and thorns is cast;
No beat of drum to battle calls,
Each day in quiet passed.
'Mid brie, and thorns is cast;
No beat of drum to battle calls,
Each day in quiet passed.
Just where I am is ruled by thee;
The duty of each hour
Marked out for me, must not dismay,
I conquer by thy power.
The duty of each hour
Marked out for me, must not dismay,
I conquer by thy power.
Just where I am, amidst a round
Of little, common things,
I pray that, in thy strength, I may
Yet soar on angel wings.
Of little, common things,
I pray that, in thy strength, I may
Yet soar on angel wings.
Just where I am, by doing well,
A battlefield may be,
And daily steps a ladder prove,
Which leads to victory.
A battlefield may be,
And daily steps a ladder prove,
Which leads to victory.