At times we’ve thought what is the use
To brave the world and its abuse?
Trouble and sorrow seem everywhere
Surely ’tis more than we can bear.

But then a still, small voice would say,
There’s joy for you if you’ll but pay.
Should roses grow without a thorn?
To unearned ease are mortals born?

The sweetest flowers oft-times are found
Amid the thorns in roughened ground.
And richest joys you’ll find are those
Which spring from work and not repose.

— Hamblen

Cumorah’s Southern Messenger (Johannesburg, South Africa), August 1970, p. 210