Retirement

Looking through some vintage hymn books I bought at an antique store and on eBay, and I discovered a common theme that has continued to stick in my mind the past few months.

Retirement.

A lot of these old hymn books have poems and/or songs titled, "Retirement." And do you want to know how the songs go? They go something like this:

I LOVE to steal awhile away
From every cumbering care,
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble, grateful prayer.

I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear,
And all his promises to plead,
Where none but God can hear.

I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore,
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On him whom I adore.

I love by faith to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heaven;
The prospect doth my strength renew,
While here by tempests driven.

Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er,
May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day.

-P.H. Brown

What a beautiful way to look at retirement. Want this every day of my life.
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