I'm fighting hard and I can't see hope
I'm falling fast and I can only grope
If victory was easy every man would win
If goodness was natural no man would sin
As I trudge on through the mud and the rain
All I can see is the scars and the pain
But His hand still holds and guides me
Pulling me from the brink of despair
I feel a gentle touch , I know that He's there
With His strength beside me I will fight
His hand will guide me, through the night
One day I'll be standing in the sun
And the victory will at last be won