A little more tired at close of day, A little less anxious to have our way; A little less ready to scold and blame; A little more care of a brother’s name; And so we are nearing the journey’s end, Where time and eternity meet and blend.
A little more tired at close of day, A little less anxious to have our way; A little less ready to scold and blame; A little more care of a brother’s name; And so we are nearing the journey’s end, Where time and eternity meet and blend.