It’s the steady, constant driving
To the goal for which you’re striving,
Not the speed with which you travel
That will make the victory sure.
It’s the everlasting gaining,
Without whimper or complaining
At the burdens you are bearing,
Or the woes you must endure.
It’s the holding to a purpose
And the never giving in;
It’s the cutting down the distance
By the little that you win.
It’s the iron will to do it
And the steady sticking to it.
So, whate’er your task, go to it
And life’s purpose you will win.