HOLD ON! HOLD IN! HOLD OUT!
Hold on, my heart, in thy believing,
The steadfast only wins the crown;
He who when stormy waves are heaving
Parts with his anchor, shall go down.
But he whom Jesus holds through all
Shall stand, though earth and Heaven shall fall. Hold in thy murmurs, Heaven arraigning,
The patient sees God's loving face;
Who bear their burdens uncomplaining,
'Tis they that win the Father's grace.
He wounds himself who braves the rod,
And sets himself to fight with God. Hold out! There comes an end of sorrow,
Hope from the dust shall conquering rise,
The storm foretells a sunnier morrow,
The cross points on to Paradise.
The Father reigneth! cease all doubt!
Hold on, my heart! Hold in! Hold out!