Remorseful Reflection on Growing Old
Psalm 71:9
Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength fails.


John Foster, he who sprang into celebrity from one essay, "Popular Ignorance," had a diseased feeling against growing old, which seems to us to be very prevalent. He was sorry to lose every parting hour. "I have seen a fearful sight to-day," he would say — "I have seen a buttercup." To others the sight would only give visions of the coming spring and future summer; to him it told of the past year, the last Christmas, the days which would never come again — the so many days nearer the grave. Thackeray continually expressed the same feeling. He reverts to the merry old time when George III. was king. He looks back with a regretful mind to his own youth. The black care constantly rides behind his chariot. "Ah, my friends," he says, "how beautiful was youth! We are growing old. Springtime and summer are past. We near the winter of our days. We shall never feel as we have felt. We approach the inevitable grave." Few men, indeed, know how to grow old gracefully, as Mme. de Stael very truly observed.



Parallel Verses
KJV: Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth.

WEB: Don't reject me in my old age. Don't forsake me when my strength fails.




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