The Coming Year

What know I of the coming year,
Or what it will bring to me;
Whether its close will find me here
Or in eternity?

What learned I in the year that's passed
To make my heart forget
That this, perhaps, will be my last,
Although in childhood yet.

For little ones, still less than I,
Their short-lived course have run;
Who never, never thought to die
When first the year begun.

Their cheeks were rosy, just like mine,
Their voices glad and gay;
They did not show a single sign
Of fading thus away.

Now I am left while they are gone;
Oh, shall we meet again;
And on the resurrection morn
Eternal joys obtain?

We shall, if in the Lamb of God,
In Jesus we are seen;
We shall, if washed in Jesus' blood
Which makes the vilest clean.

Chorus:
Only trust Him, only trust Him,
Only trust Him now;
He will save you, He will save you,
He will save you now.

Chorus 2:
Time is passing, death is coming
And 'twill soon be here;
Hasten, children, to the Saviour,
Trust Him without fear.

- Author unknown