Listen!

Whoever you are as you read this,
 Whatever your trouble or grief,
I want you to know and to heed this:
 The day draweth near with relief.

No sorrow, no woe is unending,
 Though heaven seems voiceless and dumb;
So sure as your cry is ascending,
 So surely an answer will come.

Whatever temptation is near you,
 Whose eyes on this simple verse fall;
Remember good angels will hear you
 And help you to stand, if you call.

Though stunned with despair I beseech you,
 Whatever your losses, your need,
Believe, when these printed words reach you,
 Believe you were born to succeed.

You are stronger, I tell you, this minute,
 Than any unfortunate fate!
And the coveted prize - you can win it;
 While life lasts 'tis never too late!