A Promise Made Is A Debt Unpaid.

No Man Can Be A Failure If He Thinks He's A Success; If He Thinks He Is A Winner, Then He Is.

And Each Forgets, As He Strips And Runs With A Brilliant, Fitful Pace, It's The Steady, Quiet, Plodding Ones Who Win In The Lifelong Race. And Each Forgets That His Youth Has Fled, Forgets That His Prime Is Past, Till He Stands One Day, With A Hope That's Dead, In The Glare Of The Truth At Last.

Some Praise The Lord For Light, The Living Spark; I Thank God For The Night The Healing Dark.

Just Draw On Your Grit; It's So Easy To Quit - It's The Keeping Your Chin Up That's Hard.

Carry On! Carry On! Fight The Good Fight And True; Believe In You Mission, Greet Life With A Cheer.