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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