Even Such Is Time by Sir Walter Raleigh

Even such is time, that takes in trust


Our youth, our joys, 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 of our days.


But from this earth, this grave, this dust,


My God shall raise me up, I trust.

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