Farewell, 2004

I do not know, I cannot see,
What God’s kind hand prepares for me,
Nor can my glance pierce through the haze
Which covers all my future ways;
But yet I know that o’er it all
Rules He who notes the sparrow’s fall.

Farewell, Old Year, with goodness crowned,
A divine hand hath set my bound,
Welcome the New Year, which shall bring
Fresh blessings from my God.
The old we leave without a tear,
The New we hail without a fear.