In this desert land everything seems dreary
I always falter and grow weary;
With school work that press each day
My goals seem to be too far away.

The heavy school load that I carry
Tempts me very oft to tarry;
All seem endless load of pain
When can I lift the cross again?

God quits despair and makes my work brighten
His providence will help the load lighten;
He is the only One who causes my strength anew
And grants me power so brand new.

His blessings make me strong
And He sees nothing goes wrong;
He teaches me teaching is not softer in life
And lets me know the adversity and strife.