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Blown off was my power – and murdered my peace

It thundered in darkness: and if you had faith

To move even mountains

It profits you nothing

When stony and cold is the heart

New Year’s Morning

New Year’s Morning

New Year’s Morning

Then misery taught me – in midwinter’s chill

That light without warming – is torment of hell

To struggle I wanted

Towards love’s very fountain

Myself I'd wish to transform

Wher darkly from mountains – a thundering sound

Ascends with much power – from song of the old

Where tones fully bustle – with roar over field

As torrents do weiter – in dale of the cliffs

Just there felt belonging

My heart which when speaking

Like roar, was an echo in stone

New Year’s Morning

Sing low over forest

Sing high over water:

God’s peace over people of the north

New Year’s Morning

New Year’s Morning