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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!
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