Another year I enter,
   Its history unknown;
Oh, how my feet would tremble
   To tread its paths alone! 

But I have heard God's whisper,
   I know I shall be blest;
"My presence shall go with thee
   And I will give thee rest."

What will the new year bring me?
   I may not, must not, know;
Will it be love and rapture,
   Or lonliness and woe?

Hush! Hush! I hear His whisper;
   I surely shall be blest;
"My presence shall go with thee,
   And I will give thee rest!"

Source: `Our Daily Bread'