Years will pass; quick they fly.
Time continues like the stars that orbit in the sky.
People change, grow and fade.
Once a newborn baby and tomorrow full of age.
One thing, Lord, I will plea;
One thing I would ask that You would never change in me.
Keep my heart tender still.
Keep me ever ridding of a callous, stubborn will.
You are King and I am below.
Every year that passes You would have me change and grow.
Humble hearts grace will fill.
Keep me always tender, Oh Lord, keep me tender still.