From the year’s beginning,
And for every day,
Love and tender mercies
Prove our help and stay.
Standing on the threshold
Of another year,
Counting on His promise
We have naught to fear.
Looking back we praise Him,
Who has kept our feet
On the homeward journey—
Soon our Lord to meet.
‘Midst the world’s corruption,
In a scene of woe,
Saviour, what a comfort
Thy dear love to know!