The Year Is Gone, Beyond Recall,
With All Its Hopes And Fears,
With All Its Bright And Gladdening Smiles,
With All Its Mourners’ Tears;

Thy Thankful People Praise Thee,
Lord, For Countless Gifts Received;
And Pray For Grace To Keep The Faith
Which Saints Of Old Believed.

To Thee We Come, O Gracious Lord,
The New-Born Year To Bless;
Defend Our Land From Pestilence;
Give Peace And Plenteousness;

Forgive This Nation’s Many Sins;
The Growth Of Vice Restrain;
And Help Us All With Sin To Strive,
And Crowns Of Life To Gain.

From Evil Deeds That Stain The Past
We Now Desire To Flee;
And Pray That Future Years May All
Be Spent, Good Lord, For Thee.

O Father, Let Thy Watchful Eye
Still Look On Us In Love,
That We May Praise Thee, Year By Year,
With Angel-Host Above.

All Glory To The Father Be,
All Glory To The Son,
All Glory, Holy Ghost, To Thee,
While Endless Ages Run.