Workman of God! O lose not heart,
But learn what God is like;
And in the dark­est bat­tle­field
Thou shalt know where to strike.

Thrice blest is he to whom is giv’n
The in­stinct that can tell
That God is on the field, when He
Is most in­vi­si­ble.

Blest too is he who can di­vine
Where real right doth lie,
And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man’s blind­fold eye.

Then learn to scorn the praise of men,
And learn to lose with God;
For Je­sus won the world through shame,
And beck­ons thee His road.

For right is right, since God is God,
And right the day must win;
To doubt would be dis­loy­al­ty,
To fal­ter would be sin.