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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345106" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A New Year's Morning Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thanksgiving and the voice of melody,<br>This new year's morning, call me from my sleep;<br>A new, sweet song is in my heart for Thee,<br>Thou faithful, tender Shepherd of the sheep;<br>Thou knowest where to find, and how to keep<br>The feeble feet that tremble where they stray, —<br>O'er the dark mountains — through the whelming deep —<br>Thy everlasting mercy makes its way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The past is not so dark as once it seemed,<br>For there Thy footprints, now distinct, I see;<br>And seed in weakness sown, from death redeemed,<br>Is springing up, and bearing fruit in Thee.<br>Not all that hath been, Lord, henceforth shall be;<br>A low, sweet, cheering strain is in mine ear,<br>Thanksgiving, and the voice of melody,<br>Are leading in, from Heaven, a blest new year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With voice subdued, my listening spirit sings,<br>As backward on the trodden path I gaze,<br>While ministering angels fold their wings,<br>To fill with lowly thoughts my song of praise.<br>The shadow of the past on future days,<br>Will make them clear to my instructed sight;<br>For the heart's knowledge of Thy sacred ways,<br>Even in its deepest, darkest shades, is light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not stronger — yet I do not fear<br>The present pain, the conflict yet to be;<br>Experience is a kind voice in mine ear,<br>And all my failures bid me lean on Thee.<br>No future suffering can seem strange to me,<br>While in the hidden part I feel and know<br>The wisdom of a child at rest and free<br>In the tried love, whose judgment keeps him low.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thanksgiving and the voice of melody!<br>O, to my tranquil heart how sweet the strain!<br>Father of mercies, it arose in Thee,<br>And to Thy bosom it returns again.<br>There let my grateful song, my soul, remain,<br>Calm in the risen Savior's tender care;<br>And welcome any trial, any pain,<br>That serves to keep thy faithful children there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thoughts of Thy love — and O, how great the sum!<br>Enduring grief, obtaining bliss for me;<br>The world, life, death, things present, things to come,<br>All swell a new year's opening melody.<br>Past, present, future, all things worship Thee;<br>And I, through all, with trembling joy behold,<br>While mountains fall, and treacherous visions flee,<br>Thy wandering sheep returning to the fold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anna+Laetitia+Waring">Anna Laetitia Waring</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345106" data-title="A New Year's Morning Song de Anna Laetitia Waring" data-description="Thanksgiving and the voice of melody, This new year's morning, call me from my sleep; A new, sweet song is in my heart for Thee, Thou faithful, tender Shepherd of the sheep; Thou knowest where to find, and how to keep The feeble feet that tremble ..."></div> </div> </div>
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