WAYFARERS
All honest things in the world we met
With welcome, fair and free;
A little love is with us yet,
A friend, or two, or three;
Of the sun and moon and stars were glad,
Of the waters of river and sea;
We thank Thee, Lord, for the years we've had,
For the years that yet shall be.
These are our brothers, the winds of the airs,
These are our sisters, the flowers;
Be near us at evening and hear our prayers,
O God, in the late, grey hours.