Unless through Christ our conscience is set right
And his atoning blood our peace hath bred.
If good our deeds, and Christ through faith our friend,
Then gladly may we hail life's final day,—
The heirs of glory we when time shall end.—
In the new year be our's the bliss to say,
Each truly,—"Lord, in thee my hope is strong
Of thee, the Lamb, to sing heav'n's ceaseless song!"