[HYMN FOR NEW YEAR’S DAY.]
Take no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself.
St. Matt. vi. 34.
Life’s course must recommence to-day,
Another path be trodden;
With heart new-strung I take my way,
Like patient pilgrim plodding;
With prayer and song my road I tread,
Thou, Lord, my steps wilt safely lead,
I walk, no ill foreboding.
I shrink not at the awful night,