GIANT CIRCUMSTANCE

Though every nerve be strained

To fine accomplishment,

Full oft the life fall spent

Before the prize is gained.

And, in our discontent

At waste so evident,

In doubt and vast discouragement

We wonder what is meant.

But, tracing back, we find

A Power that held the ways —

A Mighty Hand, a Master Mind,

That all the troubled course defined

And overruled the days.

Some call it Fate; some — Chance;

Some — Giant Circumstance;

And some, upreaching to the sense

Of God within the circumstance,

Do call it — Providence!