The elderly are frail and weak
Now simple things are all they seek
Conversation, company
A little baby on their knee
Their healthful days gone with the Spring
Now autumn songs are all they sing
But beautiful those leaves of gold
Shine forth with love although they’re old
Though hearing dulls and eyes grow dim
They never take their mind off Him.
When health is gone it makes no matter
How far they climbed the corporate ladder
Now rusty hinges slow them down
Sometimes it makes their faces frown
The aches and pains can be so great
Sometimes it’s hard to tolerate
In unselfish love they chime
This pain I offer one more time
The cross of Christ they help to lift
While their faith the Lord does sift
Their giving now comes naturally
They offer pains for us you see
Their time draws near to meet the Lord
They listen for his every word
He bids them come now like a child
With no pretense` just meek and mild
And on that blessed day they pass
To enjoy that heavenly Mass
This greeting for His daughter and son
“Well done, My good and faithful one.”
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