THE STRUGGLE OF LIFE by Rebekah Smith

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 28, 1874

THE STRUGGLE OF LIFE.

By Rebekah Smith

Who can the strength of habit know, That has not felt its power? Oh! shun that treacherous path to woe, Ere the deciding hour.

That unkind word, that bitter strife, What shades of gloom they cast; How many e’en would part with life, Could they recall the past.

One leak, ’tis said, the largest ship, At last will surely sink, One cherished sin in life or lip, Will lead o’er ruin’s brink.

How innocent soe’er may seem The darling sin we love, ’Tis in our eye the fatal beam, Eclipsing joys above.

How shall we e’er the victory gain, O’er sin’s too welcome power? How from the snare our feet restrain, Spread for us every hour?

In Christ. We can through him at length, Put all our foes to flight, If him we make our staff and strength He will our battles fight.

With God it matters not to help With many or with few. Had we a thousand foes to face, His arm would all subdue.

Who would not have a friend like this On life’s tempestuous sea, ’Till we shall reach our home of bliss From sin and sorrow free?

REBEKAH SMITH.

West Wilton, N. H., March, 1874.