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Silver Threads

Darling, I am grow­ing old, Silver threads among the gold Shine up­on my brow to­day; Life is fad­ing fast away, But, my dar­ling, you will be, will be, Always young and fair to me. Yes! my dar­ling, you will be Always young and fair to me. Darling, I am grow­ing old, Silver threads among the gold Shine up­on my brow to­day; Life is fad­ing fast away. When your hair is sil­ver white And your cheeks no long­er bright With the ros­es of the May, I will kiss your lips and say: Oh! my dar­ling, mine alone, alone, You have nev­er old­er grown, Yes! my dar­ling, mine alone, You have nev­er old­er grown, Love can nev­er­more grow old; Locks may lose their brown and gold, Cheeks may fade and hol­low grow; But the hearts that love will know Never, nev­er win­ter’s frost and chill; Summer warmth is in them still, Never win­ter’s frost and chill, Summer warmth is in them still. Love is al­ways young and fair; What to us is sil­ver hair, Faded cheeks or steps grown slow, To the hearts that beat be­low? Since I kissed you, mine alone, alone, You have nev­er old­er grown, Since I kissed you, mine alone, You have nev­er old­er grown, Soon we’ll join the Shep­herd’s fold, There we’ll nev­er­more grow old; Ageless with the saints on high, Ne’er again to fade and die; Cheeks abloom once more like month of May, Eyes aspar­kle, fair as day; For the Lamb has set us free, Free to love eter­nal­ly. Yes, my dar­ling, we will be Always young and fair and free; Shining bright in Heav’n above, Resting in im­mor­tal love.