O Lord our God,
under the shadow of Thy wings let us hope.
Thou wilt support us,
both when little and even to gray hairs.
When our strength is of Thee,
it is strength;
but, when our own,
it is feebleness.
We return unto Thee, O Lord,
that from their weariness
our soul may rise towards Thee,
leaning on the thing which Thou has created,
and passing on to Thyself,
who hast wonderfully made them;
for with Thee is refreshment
and true strength.
Amen.