New Year's Hymn
Hasted through the former year,Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here!Fixed in an eternal state,
They have done with all below;We a little longer wait;
But how little, none can know.
As the winged arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find;As the lightning from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind;Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life's rapid stream;Upward, Lord, our spirits raise;
All below is but a dream.
Thanks for mercies past received,
Pardon for our sins renew;Teach us henceforth now to live,
With eternity in view,Bless thy word to young and old;
Fill us with a Saviour's love;And, when life's short tale is told,
May we dwell with Thee above.