For every wrinkle formed
of earnest care, O Eternal Heart;

For each hair grayed
by untiring love, O Ancient of Days;

For seasons of delight and seasons
of barely holding on, O Broken Savior;

For grace and perseverance
flowing through all, O Sweet Fountain;

I give thanks every time I think on you, O God;
joy and gratitude are my song forever.

on Philippians 1:3-4