Old Time has turned another page
Of eternity and truth; He reads with a warning voice to age,
And whispers a lesson to youth. A year has fled o’er heart and head
Since last the yule log burnt; And we have a task to closely ask,
What the bosom and brain have learnt? Oh! let us hope that our sands have run
With wisdom’s precious grains; Oh! may we find that our hands have done
Some work of glorious pains. Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new
year, While the holly gleams above us;
With a pardon for the foes who hate, And a prayer for those who love us.