Russell G. Robison

IT WAS THERE

It was there they grew to manhood
It was there they learned to fight
Where each day was so uncertain
And they learned to doubt the night

It was there that they were tempered
By the land of sudden sad
It was there they found the courage
That they never knew they had

It was there upon the anvil
Where the angry hammers pound
They were forged into the steel
That’s only made on hallowed ground