And Now, My Soul, Another Year

And now

my soul

ano­ther year

Of thy short life is past;

I can­not long con­tin­ue here

And this may be my last.

Awake

my soul! with ut­most care

Thy true con­di­tion learn;

What are thy hopes

how sure? how fair?

What is thy great con­cern?

Behold

an­oth­er year be­gins!

Set out afresh for Heav­en;

Seek par­don for thy for­mer sins

In Christ so free­ly giv­en.

Devoutly yield thy­self to God

And on His grace de­pend;

With zeal pu­rsue the heav­en­ly road

Nor doubt a hap­py end.