Age
Lord, behold my candles three Flaming with ay love for Thee. Now my race is nearly run Bless Thee for Thy benison! I am old who once was young, Now my song is nearly sung. I have reaped, who once did sow, Now my feet unfaltering go. Thou hast given guerdons three, Praise Thee for their verity! As my years have greater grown These things have I surely known. Broken dreams will stir again When the birds sing after rain, Broken souls will be reborn In the blue-of a@ new morn. Broken hearts heal in the sun. This know I, whose day ts done, Lord, behold my candles three, Glory, glory be to Thee!
K.M.
W.
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Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 18, 13 November 1931, Unnumbered Page
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117Age Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 18, 13 November 1931, Unnumbered Page
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