Oh, spirit o'erwhelmed by thy failures and fears,
Look up to thy Lord, tho' with trembling and tears;
Weak faith, to thy call seem the heav'ns only dumb?
To thee is the message, "Hold fast till I come."

Hold fast when the world would allure thee to sin;
Hold fast when the tempter assails from within;
In sunshine or sadness, in gain or in loss,
to falter were madness, oh, cling to the cross.

Thy Savior is coming in tenderest love,
To make up His jewels and bear them above;
Oh, child, in things anguish, despairing or dumb,
Remember the message, "Hold fast till I come."

Mrs E. W. Griswold (Paulina) - 1876

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/o/l/holdftic.htm

For All the Morrows

Has the year brought sadness?
Joy is yet in store.
Has it given gladness?
Next year giveth more.
Let your Father measure
All your pain and care,
Let Him weigh the burden
That your heart must bear,
Sending light or shadow
As He deemeth best,
For in His sure wisdom
You can safely rest.
Peace for all the morrows,
Strength for all the days,
These shall be your portion
Through the New Year's ways.

Annie Johnson Flint

BLESSED NEW YEAR EVERYONE!