In the morning with the journey all before us on the
road, It takes courage to begin, that is sure; For the first step is the
hardest, and we always think the load May be greater than we've power to
endure. When the first mile lies behind us we can say, "Now that is
done, And the second and the third will soon be past." So we trudge on
through the noontime, and the setting of the sun Finds us coming to our
stopping-place at last.
When a man would climb a mountain he's appalled
to see the length Of the slope that reaches up into the sky; But he
starts, and with the climbing he will find he's gained the strength To attain
the very top, however high. For the climbing of a mountain takes but one step at a time Who has courage to
do that will reach the goal; He will stand upon Life's summit and will know
that joy sublime Which is his alone who dares to prove his soul.