The Old Hymns

Sing the old hymns, sing the old hymns.
When she forgets, I remember them.
Sing the old hymns, sing the old hymns.
Lord, keep her close when the years give in.
She used to lead at the table with a spoon and a plate.
Now some days the silver morning slips away from her faith.
But she hums through the shadows like a lantern in the rain.