The End Of The Rope By Margaret Nickerson Martin

When you’ve lost every vestige of hope
And you think you are beaten and done,
When you’ve come to the end of your rope,
Tie a knot in the end and hang on.

Have courage; for here is the dope;
When you stand with your back to the wall,
Though you’ve come to the end of your rope
Tie a knot in the end and hang on.

Don’t admit that life’s getting your goat
When your friends seem to all disappear,
When you’ve come to the end of your rope,
Tie a knot in the end and hang on.