"Hold on, my heart, in thy believing. The steadfast only wins the crown; he who, when stormy winds are heaving, parts with his anchor, shall go down. But he who Jesus holds through all, shall stand, though heaven and earth should fall. Hold out! There comes an end to sorrow; Hope from the dust shall conquering rise; The storm foretells a summer's morrow; The cross points on to paradise. The Father reigneth! Cease all doubt. Hold on, my heart. Hold on, hold out."