What shall I wish thee this new year?
Health, wealth, prosperity, good cheer,
All sunshine, not a cloud or tear?
Nay, only this:
That God may lead thee His own way,
That He may choose thy path each day,
That thou mayest feel Him near alway,
For this is bliss.
To know He rules, come loss or gain,
Sorrow or gladness, sun or rain;
To know He loves in ease or pain,
Is perfect rest.