Lord God Of Hosts, Be With Us

But He Couldn't Lie If You Paid Him And He'd Starve Before He Stole.

If You Can Force Your Heart And Nerve And Sinew To Serve Your Turn Long After They Are Gone, And So Hold On When There Is Nothing In You Except The Will Which Says To Them: 'hold On!'

If You Can Keep Your Head When All About You Are Losing Theirs And Blaming It On You, If You Can Trust Yourself When All Men Doubt You, But Make Allowance For Their Doubting Too;!

There's No Jealousy In The Grave.

It'is Like A Book, I Think, This Bloomin' World.