When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
John Greenleaf Whittier
I’ve seen this poem posted some places online, attributed to Anonymous. Two reasons I believe Mr. Whittier wouldn’t care at all are: 1) He left this earth over 100 years ago. 2) His poem below-I believe-proves the humility that his heart possessed.
For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.
Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well.
No longer forward nor behind I look in hope or fear; But, grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.
Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew.
Beauty seen is never lost; God’s colors all are fast.
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