In this world, who can do a thing, will not; And who would do it, cannot, I perceive: Yet the will's somewhat — somewhat, too, the power — And thus we half-men struggle.
When pain ends, gain ends too.
When is man strong until he feels alone?
Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?
Who knows but the world may end tonight
No work begun shall ever pause for death.