African American Poetry (1870-1928): A Digital Anthology

B.B. Church, "In This Hour" (1919)

Be strong, my son!
The weakling never can secure 
The thing for which he strives. For he 
Who rests, and there supinely waits
For some chance guerdon of reward,
But waits in vain.
Be strong! Be strong!
Have faith, my son!
For if weith all thy strength, thou canst
Not feel that God is on His throne,
Nor know that all thy life is but
A prelude to a larger growth,
Thy strength were vain.
Have faith in God!

First published in The Crisis, February 1919

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