A man grown hoary, wrinkled, stooped and slow
Has lived a long, full life of love and pain;
The trials of those days makes wisdom grow,
And that is something we should surely gain.
Stand up when in the presence of such souls;
He’s earned esteem surviving all these years.
Through toil and trials each man has strived for goals
Regardless of the sweat, the blood, the tears.
Take care to listen in his company;
Have patience if his speech should ramble on
And hold your tongue if you should disagree
For he deserves respect before he’s gone.
Revere the old as you revere the Lord;
The love you give is soon its own reward.
“Stand up in the presence of the aged,
show respect for the elderly
and revere your God. I am the LORD.”