He played with lions as though with kids.

And with bears as though with lambs of the flock.

David’s greatness for all time bids.

His psalms our fears  unlock.

Did he not slay the giant.

And relieve the people of their shame.

Even when young, always self reliant.

He is an everlasting  flame.

He put all his heart into his songs.

Out of love for his maker.

Despite his many wrongs.

A giver in life not a taker.

But he wept for his dead  rebellious son.

And eventually down went his sun.

……..

Whatever life brings

With age we will know weeping

That is our sure fate

…….

See Ecclesiasticus 47:2-13