A POEM BY E. C. EVERETT
LORD KEEP ME SWEET WHEN I GROW OLD
AND THINGS IN LIFE SEEM HARD TO BEAR,
WHEN I FEEL SAD AND ALL ALONE,
AND PEOPLE DO NOT SEEM TO CARE.
OH KEEP ME SWEET WHEN TIME HAS CAUSED
THIS BODY WHICH WAS ONCE SO STRONG,
TO DROOP BENEATH ITS LOAD OF YEARS,
AND SUFFERING AND PAIN HAS COME.
HELP ME TO TRAIN MY HEART EACH DAY
THAT IT WILL ONLY SWEETNESS HOLD
TO SEE THE GLAD ETERNAL JOYS
YES KEEP ME SWEET AS I GROW OLD.
LOVE NEED NOT END AT 60 YEARS,
THOUGH SOME WERE SPENT IN JOY AND TEARS,
WE LOOK AHEAD TO BRIGHTER DAYS,
NOW THAT WE'VE LEARNED TO MEND OUR WAYS.
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