A New Years Poem

His Unfailing Presence

Another year I enter 
Its history unknown; 
Oh, how my feet would tremble 
To tread its paths alone! 
But I have heard a whisper, 
I know I shall be blessed; 
"My presence shall go with thee, 
And I will give thee rest." 

What will the New Year bring me? 
I may not, must not know; 
Will it be love and rapture, 
Or loneliness and woe? 
Hush! Hush! I hear His whisper; 
I surely shall be blessed; 
"My presence shall go with thee, 
And I will give thee rest."

--Unknown Author