The Year Is Gone, Beyond Recall

The year is gone

be­yond re­call

With all its hopes and fears

With all its bright and glad­den­ing smiles

With all its mourn­ers’ tears.

Thy thank­ful people praise Thee

Lord

For count­less gifts re­ceived;

And pray for grace to keep the faith

Which saints of old be­lieved.

To Thee we come

O gra­cious Lord

The new­born year to bless;

Defend our land from pes­ti­lence

Give peace and plen­te­ous­ness.

Forgive this na­tion’s ma­ny sins

The growth of vice re­strain;

And help us all with sin to strive

And crowns of life to gain.

From ev­il deeds that stain the past

We now de­sire to flee;

And pray that fu­ture years may all

Be spent

good Lord

for Thee.

O Fa­ther

let Thy watch­ful eye

Still look on us in love

That we may praise Thee

year by year

With an­gel hosts above.

All glo­ry to the Fa­ther be

All glo­ry to the Son

All glo­ry

Ho­ly Ghost

to Thee

While end­less ag­es run.