We were asked to sing this at a friend's funeral some years ago. She was only forty-six, and an atheist, so we changed the last verse to this:

When age or affliction upon us do call,
Like a leaf we must wither and down we must fall;
Some taken early, so soon to depart,
But as we remember, they live in our hearts.

We don't make a habit of re-writing traditional songs, but it seemed more appropriate.

Barbara