Another year of leaning Upon Thy loving breast, Of ever-deepening trustfulness, Of quiet, happy rest.
Another year of mercies, Of faithfulness and grace; Another year of gladness In the shining of Thy face.
Another year of progress, Another year of praise; Another year of proving Thy presence 'all the days.'
Another year of service, Of witness for Thy love; Another year of training For holier work above.
Another year is dawning! Dear Master, let it be On earth, or else in heaven, Another year for Thee!
What shall I wish thee? Treasures of earth? Songs in the springtime, Pleasure and mirth? Flowers on thy pathway, Skies ever clear? Would this ensure thee A Happy New Year?
What shall I wish thee? What can be found Bringing thee sunshine All the year round? Where is the treasure, Lasting and dear, That shall ensure thee A Happy New Year?
Faith that increaseth, Walking in light; Hope that aboundeth, Happy and bright; Love that is perfect, Casting out fear; These shall ensure thee A Happy New Year.
Peace in the Saviour, Rest at His feet, Smile of His countenance Radiant and sweet, Joy in His presence! Christ ever near! This will ensure thee A Happy New Year!
(_Though the date of these lines is uncertain, they are chosen as a closing chord to her songs on earth._)
The prayer of many a day is all fulfilled, Only by full fruition stayed and stilled; You asked for blessing as your Father willed, Now He hath answered: 'Most blessed for ever!'
Lost is the daily light of mutual smile, You therefore sorrow now a little while; But floating down life's dimmed and lonely aisle Comes the clear music: 'Most blessed for ever!'
From the great anthems of the Crystal Sea, Through the far vistas of Eternity, Grand echoes of the word peal on for thee, Sweetest and fullest: 'Most blessed for ever.'
End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Kept for the Master's Use, by Frances Ridley Havergal