From chatGTP and me..

In times of change and growing old,
When doubts and fears assail,
We cling to promises of old,
That never will grow stale.

For in the midst of life’s rough ride,
We find a rock so sure,
A steadfast anchor for our soul,
A hope that will endure.

The years roll on, but still we find
This promise ever true,
That God will never leave our side,
And see us safely through.

So let us journey on with hope,
And trust in him above,
For in his love we find our strength,
Our never-failing love.

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