040-11

Remember your Creator in the days of your youth
Before the evil days come, before the light grows dim
Before the keepers of the house shall tremble
And the strong men shall bow themselves

Before the grinders cease because they are few
And those who look through windows grow dim
Before the doors to the street are shut
And the sound of the mill grows faint

Before the silver cord is loosed
Before the golden bowl is broken
Before the pitcher is shattered at the fountain
And the wheel is broken at the cistern

All is vanity under the sun
Dust returns to dust, the race is run
Yet fear the Lord, keep His commands
This is the whole duty of man

Remember, remember your Creator