Y Saturday, November 1, 2008
In the days of my youth
Remember your creator in the days of your youth before the days of trouble come and the years approach when you will say, "I find no pleasure in them" before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars grow dark, and the clouds return after the rain; when the keepers of the house tremble and the strong men stoop, where the grinders cease because they are few, and those looking through the windows grow dim; when the doors to the street are closed and the sound of grinding fades; when men rise up at the sound of birds, but all their songs grow faint; when men are afraid of heights and of dangers in the streets; when the almond tree blossoms and the grasshopper drags himself along and desire is no longer stirred. There man goes to his eternal home and mourners go about the street.
Ecclesiastes 12:1-5
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