"Jesus Loves Me" for the Later Years

I apologize that I do not know who wrote this poem.

Jesus Loves Me!

For those over 50 or almost there.

Jesus loves me this I know,
Though my hair is white as snow;
Though my sight is growing dim,
Still He bids me trust in Him.

(Chorus)

Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes, Jesus loves me,
The Bible tells me so.

Though my steps are oh, so slow;
With my hand in His I'll go,
On through life, let come what may,
He'll be there to lead the way.

(Chorus.)

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Not Growing Old - A Poem

2 Corinthians 4:16 For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.

Psalm 71:8-9 Let my mouth be filled with thy praise and with thy honour all the day. Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth. 

 Not Growing Old

They say that I am growing old.
I've heard them tell it times untold,
In language plain and bold -
But I am not growing old.

This frail old shell in which I dwell
Is growing old, I know full well -
But I am not the shell.

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