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"Be Strong"
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IN the flush, and the rush, and the crush of Life’s battle,
When the stern blow of Right dashes loud on steeled Wrong,
Half-drowning the voice of the babe’s holy prattle,
Remember the watchword–the motto–“Be strong!”

When the clouds of the past gather brooding above thee,
And gloam o’er thy pillow the aching night long,
Remember who never for once failed to love thee,
And in deepest of loneliness thou wilt be strong!

When the rays of the morning seem slow in their beaming,
Overpowered the firm Right–most tremendous bold Wrong,
Let not thy Thought’s eye grow the dimmer for streaming,
Pour thy tears in Faith’s bosom–thou yet wilt BE STRONG.