Strive on, brave souls, and win your way
By energy and care,
Waste not one portion of the day
In languor or despair;
A constant drop will wear the stone,
A constant effort clear
Your way, however wild and lone—
Hope on and persevere.

Strive on, and if a shadow fall
To dim your forward view,
Think that the sun is over all,
And will shine out anew;
Disdain the obstacles ye meet,
And to one course adhere,
Advance with quick but cautious feet—
Hope on and persevere.

Rough places may deform the path
That ye desire to tread,
And clouds of mingled gloom and wrath
May threaten overhead,
Voices of menace and alarm
May startle ye with fear,
But faith has a prevailing charm—
Believe and persevere.