Standing at the Portal

Standing at the por­tal

Of the op­en­ing year

Words of com­fort meet us

Hushing ev­ery fear;

Spoken through the si­lence

By our Sav­ior’s voice

Tender

strong and faith­ful

Making us re­joice.

Onward

then

and fear not

Children of the day;

For His Word shall nev­er

Never pass away.

I

the Lord

am with thee

Be thou not afraid;

I will help and strength­en

Be thou not dis­mayed.

Yea

I will up­hold thee

With My own right hand;

Thou art called and chos­en

In My sight to stand.

For the year be­fore us

O what rich sup­plies!

For the poor and nee­dy

Living streams shall rise;

For the sad and sin­ful

Shall His grace abound;

For the faint and fee­ble

Perfect strength be found.

He will nev­er fail us

He will not for­sake;

His eter­nal co­ve­nant

He will nev­er break.

Resting on the pro­mise

What have we to fear?

God is all suf­fi­cient

For the com­ing year.