O Flame once lit keep growing through these days, Of latter years when life must fade and die Let me not forget my stellar hymns of praise Or the melodic strains of humility. Thou hast placed in me blessings most divine And I consecrate remaining years to Thee You have given me directions and the sign Of the future's gifts from all eternity. Let me bow down each day in silent praise Knowing thou hast come to lift the poor And in my soul I sing Thy endless Grace And walk in joy through the open door. Each moment of my life has become a song Of worship that shall carry me along.
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