THE NEW YEAR
God gives to you another year, A year o f hours and days; Akd as you face its unseen tasks And face its unknown ways, Lo! every hour some treasure holds. And every day new joy unfolds. A fragment o f eternity In which to gain and give; So many days and weeks and months To love and laugh and live. What shall those minted moments buy? How will you spend them as they fly?
They come all wrapped in silver morns, That shade to golden noons, Tied round with strings o f jeweled stars. Or sealed with mellow moons; If one brings cloudy skies and rain, A rainbow follows in its train. So all that comes o f seeming ill, And all that you deem good Are but God’s precious thoughts of love When rightly understood. Another year all fresh and new— This is His loving g ift to you. —A mh »> Johnson Flint
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