by  Phyllis C. Michael

Another new year--what shall I make of it?

God gave it to me as a loan


Shall I search for earth's cheer with

Its pretense and take it--


Not bread for my soul but a stone?

Another new year--what shall I gather,


Earth's tinsel, her glitter to show/

Another new year--what would I rather,


A flash or a deep inner glow?

A year full of getting or a year full of giving


The best that I have to give?

A year full of fretting or a year full of living


The way that God wants me to live?

Another new year--what shall I make of it?


God gave me the right to choose.

Another new year--God helping, I'll take it


And give it to him to use.