Classic Poem

Du bleibest mir treu am längsten

You were steadfast and true the longest;
Your care you always gave me,
Your thought would cheer and save me
When fear and need were strongest.

A gift of gold would not grieve you,
And food you ne'er denied me;
With linen you supplied me
Whene'er I had to leave you.

And for this great amount, He,
The Lord, I pray will be tender
To you and reward the splendor
Of your everlasting bounty.