Wrinkled and withered
From work and years
Pained yet praising
Through the tears
Wearied and weak
Yet stretched out to give
Bearing the marks
Of a life well lived
With wisdom and grace
Picking up the lowly
Lifted in worship
Spotless and holy
The hands of the aged
Shaking and slow
Still powerful for Jesus
With much seed to sow
Christ is your glory
Your joy is His praise
His word is your wisdom
Your stronghold His grace
O precious treasure
To know such as you
Who’ve lived long for Jesus
Believing the truth
May the young embrace you
And hold your tired hands
And learn from your living
While they have the chance
Kept and Keeping 
What a beautiful poem!
“The glory of young men is their strength: and the beauty of old men is the gray head.” Prov.20:29
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Thanks, Brooke!
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