The New Year
By Louise Watkins
Lord, as this New Year begins
I place it in Your Hands.
I am content to walk the path
I cannot always understand.
Whatever coming days may bring
Be it loss or be it gain,
Maybe days of happiness,
Or should it be sorrow or pain.
Lord, it is all unknown to me,
But your angels hover near
To hold me up through each day,
And through the coming year.
It matters not what may be ahead,
Your Light is upon my face.
Your boundless strength when I am weak,
And your Love and saving grace.
I only ask You hold my hand,
Grip fast my soul and be
My Guiding Light along the path
Until Thy Face I see.