"Even Such is Time..."

"Even Such is Time..."

Even  Scuch is time, That Takes in trust  Our youth, our Jobs, our all we have, And Pays us but with earth and dust; Who,in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story our days;But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!


Forget not yet the tried intent Of Such a truth as i Have meant; My Great travail so gladly spent
Forget not yet when first began The weary life ye know, Since whan The suit, the service none tell can;
Forget not yet the great as says, The Cruel wrong, the scronful ways, The Painful patience in delays,
Forget not yet, O Forget not this, How long ago hath been, and isThe mind that never meant amiss-