DAYS OF YOUTH
by Jamie Harris Coleman
Childhood years are passing o’er us,
Days of youth will soon be gone;
Many a sorrow lies before us,
Many a dangerous snare unknown.
Oh, may He who is meek and lowly,
Abide with us thru sin and woe;
Make us His and keep us holy,
Guide and guard us as we go.
May our lives be as a sunbeam,
Each day beaming fair and bright;
Leading someone’s wearied soul,
From the darkness to the light.
When our work on earth is finished,
And life’s race has been run;
May we hear a voice from heaven,
Saying, it was faithfully done.
Then on the other side of Jordan,
Where all things are bright and fair;
Where the angels are sweetly singing,
There a crown and robe we’ll wear.
No more sickness, no more sorrow,
No more death we’ll feel or see;
But with Jesus and His angels,
We shall dwell eternally.
