Thou shalt remember all the way which the Lord thy God led thee.@Deuteronomy 8:2
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James D. Burns (1823–1864)

James D. Burns (1823–1864). Published posthumously in Memoir and Remains of the Rev. James D. Burns, M.A., of Hampstead, by James Hamilton (London: J. Nisbet, 1869), pages 223–24.

Kansas City William J. Kirkpatrick, 1893 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William J. Kirkpatrick (1838–1921)

As on a hill-top gained at last,
By many a step, we stand today,
To look behind us on the past,
Before us on o’er our future way.

A year of Sabbaths come and gone,
Months bright with mercies meet our gaze;
Thy hand, O God, hath led us on,
Thy goodness claims our song of praise.

Within Thy house can we forget
Our Father’s love, so rich and free?
Can we forget the mighty debt,
Our Savior, that we owe to Thee?

Oh may the year that now begins,
Behold us choose the heavenward way,
Redeem the time, forsake our sins,
And follow Thee, Lord, day by day.

Today to each the choice is giv’n,
How long it may be, who can tell—
On this side lies the bliss of Heav’n,
On that the awful gloom of hell.

Jesus, Thy pleading look we see,
Thy wounded hands, Thy thorn-wreathed brow—
Help us to yield our hearts to Thee—
To yield them all, and yield them now.