THE NEW YEAR.

And swift my fleeting moments run,-
The few which yet remain.

3 Awake, my soul! with all thy care,
Thy true condition learn;

207.

What are thy hopes, how sure, how fair,
And what thy great concern?

4 Now a new space of life begins,
Set out afresh for heaven:
Seek pardon for thy former sins,
Through Christ so freely given.

5 Devoutly yield thyself to God,
And on his grace depend;
With zeal pursue the heavenly road,
Nor doubt a happy end.

207. Hitherto hath the Lord helped us. L. M.

Medway.

Doddridge.

1 GREAT God! we sing that mighty hand,

By which supported still we stand;
The opening year thy mercy shows;
Let mercy crown it, till it close.

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.

3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian care commit,
And, peaceful, leave before thy feet.

4 In scenes exalted or depressed,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;

Thy goodness all our hope shall raise,
Adored through all our changing days.

5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues;
Thy praises shall our lips employ
In the eternal world of joy.

208.

Benevento.

The New Year.

7's M.

Newton.

1 WHILE with ceaseless course the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here.
Fixed in an eternal state,

They have done with all below;

We a little longer wait;

But how little, none can know.

2 As the winged arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts and leaves no trace behind;
Swiftly thus our fleeting days

Bear us down life's rapid stream;
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise;
All below is but a dream.

3 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew;
Teach us henceforth how to live,
With eternity in view.

Bless thy word to young and old;
Fill us with a Saviour's love;
And when life's short tale is told,
May we dwell with thee above.

210.

Pleyel's Hymn.

1 SEE! another year is gone!
Quickly have the seasons past;
This we enter now upon
Will to many prove their last.

2 Mercy hitherto has spared;
But have mercies been improved?
Let us ask, Am I prepared,
Should I be this year removed?

3 Some, we now no longer see,

Who their mortal race have run,
Seemed as fair for life as we,
When the former year begun.

4 Some, but who God only knows,-
Who are here assembled now,
Ere the present year shall close,
To the stroke of death must bow.

5 While we pray, and while we hear,
Help us Lord, with awe to think,
That eternity is near,

We are standing on the brink.

For a New Year.

Groton.

1 COME, let us anew our journey pursue,

Roll round with the year,

P. M.

And never stand still till the Master appear!

2 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil,

And our talents improve,

By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.

3 Our life is a dream, our time as a stream Glides swiftly away;

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay.

4 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone; The millenial year

Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here.

5 0 that each in the day of His coming may say, "I have fought my way through;

I have finished the work thou didst give me to do."

6 0 that each from the Lord may receive the glad

word,

"Well and faithfully done!

Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne."