THE NEW YEAR. And swift my fleeting moments run,- 3 Awake, my soul! with all thy care, 207. What are thy hopes, how sure, how fair, 4 Now a new space of life begins, 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 207. Hitherto hath the Lord helped us. L. M. Medway. Doddridge. 1 GREAT God! we sing that mighty hand, By which supported still we stand; 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 3 With grateful hearts the past we own; 4 In scenes exalted or depressed, Thy goodness all our hope shall raise, 5 When death shall interrupt our songs, 208. Benevento. The New Year. 7's M. Newton. 1 WHILE with ceaseless course the sun They have done with all below; We a little longer wait; But how little, none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Bear us down life's rapid stream; 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, Bless thy word to young and old; 210. Pleyel's Hymn. 1 SEE! another year is gone! 2 Mercy hitherto has spared; 3 Some, we now no longer see, Who their mortal race have run, 4 Some, but who God only knows,- 5 While we pray, and while we hear, We are standing on the brink. For a New Year. Groton. 1 COME, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, P. M. And never stand still till the Master appear! 2 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope, and the labor of love. 3 Our life is a dream, our time as a stream Glides swiftly away; And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 4 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone; The millenial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 5 0 that each in the day of His coming may say, "I have fought my way through; I have finished the work thou didst give me to do." 6 0 that each from the Lord may receive the glad word, "Well and faithfully done! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." |