From Old to New by Anonymous

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 29, 1902

FROM OLD TO NEW.

By Anonymous

ONLY a night from old to new! Only a night, and so much wrought! The Old Year's heart all weary grew, But said, “The New Year rest has brought.” The Old Year's heart its hopes laid down As in a grave, but, trusting, said, “The blossoms of the New Year's crown Bloom from the ashes of the dead.” The Old Year's heart was full of greed; With selfishness it longed and ached, And cried: “I have not half I need, My thirst is bitter and unslaked. But to the New Year's generous hand All gifts in plenty shall return; True loving it shall understand; By all my failures it shall learn.”

Always a night from old to new! Night and the healing balm of sleep! Each morn is New Year's morn come true, Morn of a festival to keep. All nights are sacred nights to make Confession and resolve and prayer; All days are sacred days to wake New gladness in the sunny air. Only a night from old to new; Only a sleep from night to morn. The new is but the old come true; Each sunrise sees a new year born. —Anonymous.