Even such is time that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us… — Sir Walter Raleigh

Even such is time that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age 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!