A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#400

400. The Changing Year

God of the changing year, whose arm of power
In safety leads through danger’s darkest hour,—
Here in Thy temple bow Thy children down,
To bless Thy mercy, and Thy might to own.

Thine are the beams that cheer us on our way,
And pour around the gladdening light of day;
Thine is the night, and the fair orbs that shine
To cheer its hours of darkness,—all are Thine.

If round our path the thorns of sorrow grew,
And mortal friends were faithless, Thou wast true
Did sickness shake the frame, or anguish tear
The wounded spirit, Thou wast present there.

O, lend Thine ear, and lift our voice to Thee;
Where’er we dwell, still let Thy mercy be;
From year to year, still nearer to Thy shrine
Draw our frail hearts, and make them wholly Thine!

Text Information

• First Line: God of the changing year, whose arm of power
• Title: The Changing Year
• Author: Emily Taylor
• Meter: 10s. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866

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