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45. THE LAST DAY OF THE YEAR.

This day another year of life is fled,

With ev'ry change; its gloom and beaming light,

Its woes and joys all vanish'd from the sight:

Yet deeds of good and evil are not dead.

If ill, their record we shall see with dread

O'erwhelming to our sight and wild affright,

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!"