Memories are precious treasures
God has willed to you and me
To endure old age and sufferings
With the joys that used to be.
They are never worn or faded
By the trials and tears of time
For they're threads of woven pleasures
In the heart of yours and mine
And for memories of heartache
That we made and left behind
That are painful to remember
Very tearful and unkind
He endears us with the mercy
And the grace in common prayer
That forgives us for transgressions
And denies us their despair
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