I Will Be Worthy Of It by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
It I may not reach the heights I seek, My untried strength may fail me; Or, halfway up the mountain peak Fierce tempests may assail me. But though that place I never gain, Herein lies the comfort for my pain – I will be worthy of it.
I may not triumph in success, Despite my earnest labour; I may not grasp results that bless The efforts of my neighbour. But though my goal I never see, This thought shall always dwell with me – I will be worthy of it.
The golden glory of Love’s light May never fall on my way; My path may always lead through night, Like some deserted by-way. But though life’s dearest joy I miss, There lies a nameless strength in this – I will be worthy of it.
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