Thou who rollest the year around

Verse 1

Thou who roll’st the year around, Crowned with mercies large and free, Rich Thy gifts to us abound; Warm our praise shall rise to Thee.

Verse 2

Kindly to our worship bow While our grateful thanks we tell, That, sustained by Thee, we now Bid the parting year farewell.

Verse 3

All its numbered days are sped, All its busy scenes are o’er, All its joys forever fled, All its sorrows felt no more.

Verse 4

Mingled with th’eternal past, Its remembrance shall decay, Yet to be revived at last At the solemn Judgment Day.

Verse 5

All our follies, Lord, forgive; Cleanse us from each guilty stain. Let Thy grace within us live That we spend not years in vain.

Verse 6

Then, when life’s last eve shall come, Happy spirits, may we fly To our everlasting home, To our Father’s house on high!

Verse 7

Amen.