p. 7 | It Can Be Done

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Apr 15, 1913

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 40, No. 15.

It Can Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done, But he, with a chuckle, replied That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried. So he buckled right in, with the trace of a grin On his face. If he worried, he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed, "O, you'll never do that— At least, no one ever has done it." But he took off his coat, and he took off his hat; And the first thing we knew, he'd begun it. With a lift of his chin, and a bit of a grin, Without any doubting or quiddit, He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it can not be done; There are thousands to prophesy failure; There are thousands to point out to you, one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you; But just buckle in with a bit of a grin, Then take off your coat and go to it. Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing That "can not be done," and you'll do it.

—Anon.