When the cup is turned to wormwood,
\n And the wormwood turns to gall;
\n When your walking turns to stumbling,
\n And the stumbling to a fall;
\n When you’ve climbed above the mountains,
\n Yet the Alps rise rough and tall;
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n
When the path ahead is crooked,
\n And the road’s too rough to tread;
\n When the best upon the table
\n Is replaced by sorrow’s bread;
\n When you’ve crossed some trobled waters,
\n Yet a Marah’s just ahead; (Exodus 15;16)
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n
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When the vultures have descended
\n And disturbed your downy nest;
\n When sweet fruit has changed to thistle,
\n While the thorns disturb your rest;
\n When a deep to deep is calling,
\n And when failure seems your best;
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n
When the Lord has cleansed the table;
\n Then He takes away the fat;
\n And the best wine has been taken,
\n Till you find an empty vat;
\n When another fills the throne room
\n Where once you proudly sat;
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n
When your health is feeling sickly,
\n And the medicine tastes bad;
\n When your fellowship is lonely,
\n And your happiness is sad;
\n When your warmth is getting colder,
\n And in clouds your sunshine’s clad;
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n
When you find your wins are losses,
\n And that all your gains are lacks;
\n When ill things never come alone,
\n And your troubles run in packs;
\n When your soul is bruised and battered
\n From the Tempter’s fierce attacks;
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n
Be not weary in well doing,
\n For due seasons bring the grain;
\n He who on the Lord hath waited
\n Shall never run in vain;
\n The just man falleth seven times,
\n Yet riseth up again;
\n DON’T QUIT.<\/p>\n