Friend, the Lord has given to you 

Some part of his work to do. 

It may be in hut or hall, 

Something great or something small, 

Somewhere there is work to do 

Which the Master gives to you. 

Let no dark discouragement 

Turn you from a fixed intent 

To accomplish every task 

Which the Lord of you may ask. 

Sow the seed, e'en though with tears, 

Wait, though the waiting be for years; 

Sometime you will gather sheaves 

Where you now see withered leaves, 

For this promise marks the spot: 

"You shall reap, if you faint not."

William Norris Burr.