battles I have entered, never giving place to pause,
Thinking nothing of the troubles Iíve encountered on the way;
For I know I am but fighting for the Mastersí Holy Cause,
And with all my strength Iíll fight that fight no matter come what may.
the journey makes me weary and oft fills my heart with fear,
And companions I have trusted in no longer stand their ground,
I take courage in the knowledge that my Captainís ever near:
For a greater than this Leader, I know, never can be found.
have braved the dark of night and faced the summerís scorching sun,
I have felt the bite of winter as the chilling north wind blew;
Now this tattered flesh is failing and my work on earthís near done,
Soon Iím going to a new land where with Him Iíll live anew!
back now Iím most thankful for the blessings Iíve received,
For despite the many hardships, Heís been pretty good to meÖ
In this world from all my troubles I know Iíll not be relieved:
But from troubles I encounter for His sake Iíll never flee.
He bids me firmly take my stand and from Him never roam,
And He promises to give me strength to overcome each test;
When Heís ready He will summon me to join Him in that home
Where the wicked cease to trouble and the weary are at rest.
H. L. Gradowith
(In a letter from Andrew Jackson to F. P. Blair, dated February 29, 1844, regarding an act of Congress signed into law by President Tyler restoring (with interest) the sum of money a judge had ďfinedĒ the former President when he was commanding the troops that fought and won many battles in the area of Pensacola and New Orleans, Old Hickory, being near death and near destitute, wrote, ďÖHow long a kind providence may permit me to remain in the land of the living he only knows, Öbut when providence pleases to make the call I will go without any regretsÖwhere the wicked cease to trouble and the weary are at rest.Ē On these lines I was thinking when I penned this verse. The verse is not totally to be taken in the context of its inspiration, as it has obvious application to one whose life is now nearly over and who stands ready to inherit a better reward in another place. ts)
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