Again a year has ticked along
In seconds, hours and days
That you have spent your friends among,
And you are now quite tall and strong,
And grown in many ways.
I hope the months were happy, dear,
And full of mem’ries sweet;
I hope the future holds no tear,
But joy throughout the coming year
Your eager heart will meet.
It seems a long, long year to me,
But it has gone at last.
At home for good I pray I’ll be
With my own little family
Ere yet another’s past.
The world is sad and sick of strife,
Let battles quickly cease !
Let war no more gloom o’er your life,
Nor let you feel sharp parting’s knife,
But let your ways be peace.
My dear, I pray a prayer for you
That you will grow in grace.
That you to God and friends be true,
That all your thoughts and deeds will show
As lovely as your face !