First Nephi. Chapter Three. Verse 6.
Like a mule hitched to the plow,
I will not move -- not anyhow.
The work ahead is too darn hard;
so I murmur and discard
opportunities to serve
and from blessings blithely swerve.
If thy favor I would gain
I must plow through grief and pain;
try and fail, then try again --
such is how God deals with men.
Men, who like the dogged mule,
decidedly will act the fool.
Give me strength, O Holy One,
that doubts and murmurs I may shun!
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