With Thee, O Lord, be­gins the year,
With Thee, and with Thy suf­fer­ings here;
Thine own ex­am­ple makes it plain,
We too must suf­fer e’er we reign.

By giv­ing up our will and way,
By self de­ni­al ev­ery day,
O help us thus to spend this year
And all the time Thou giv’st us here!

Thy way at first seems hard and rough;
Its end is joy and peace enough:
The land where days and years are o’er
And change and grief come ne­ver­more.

Praise God, from whom all bless­ings flow;
Praise Him, all crea­tures here be­low;
Praise Him above, ye heav’n­ly host;
Praise Fa­ther, Son, and Ho­ly Ghost!