For the earnest souls who labor,
For the willing hands that minister
To the needy friend and neighbor.
Strength for to-day—that the weary hearts
In the battle for right may quail not,
And the eyes bedimmed with bitter tears
In their search for light may fail not.
Strength for to-day, on the down-hill track,
For the travelers near the valley,
That up, far up, the other side