And now, my soul, another yearOf thy short life is past;I cannot long continue here,And this may be my last.
Awake, my soul! with utmost careThy 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.