Endeavor and Endure

While strug­gling in a maze of doubt

With sore temp­ta­tions vexed

I seemed to hear our Fa­ther say:

My child

be not per­plexed.

I’ll guide thee with My sleep­less eye;

My word is ev­er sure;

Strength shall be eq­ual to thy day;

Endeavor and en­dure.

When great af­flict­ions com­passed me

And laid my loved ones low

And filled the garden of my joys

With plants of pain and woe

The Fa­ther’s voice still cheered my heart:

My child

My word is sure;

Sufficient grace shall meet thy need;

Endeavor and en­dure.

Endeavor and en­dure

My child

Along the nar­row way;

What tho’ the night be long and dark?

It ends in glor­ious day;

Go brave­ly on

and trust My love;

My prom­is­es are sure;

I’m with thee al­ways

nev­er fear!

Endeavor and en­dure.