LOVE ME NOW by Amos

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jul 12, 1899

LOVE ME NOW.

By Amos

If you're ever going to love me, Love me now while I can know All the sweet and tender feelings Which from real affections flow.

Love me now while I am living, Do not wait till I am gone And then chisel it in marble— Warm love-words on ice-cold stone.

If you've dear, sweet thoughts about me, Why not whisper them to me? Don't you know 'twould make me happy, And as glad as glad can be?

If you wait till I am sleeping, Ne'er to waken here again, There'll be walls of earth between us, And I couldn't hear you then.

If you knew some one was thirsting For a drop of water sweet, Would you be so slow to bring it? Would you step with laggard feet?

There are tender hearts all round us Who are thirsting for our love; Why withhold from them what nature Makes them crave all else above?

I won't need your kind caresses When the grass grows o'er my face; I won't crave your love or kisses In my last resting-place.

So then, if you love me any, If it's just a little bit, Let me know it now, while living I can own and treasure it. —Amos.