Thy goodness has been with me another year,
leading me through a twisting wilderness.
Thy goodness will be with me in the year ahead.
I hoist sail and draw up anchor,
With thee as the pilot of my future as of my past.
I bless thee that thou hast veiled my eyes to the waters ahead.
If thou has appointed storms of tribulation,
thou wilt be with me in them;
If I am to die, I shall see thy face the sooner;
If a painful end is to be my lot,
grant me grace that my faith fail not.
Only glorify thyself in me whether in comfort or trial,
as a chosen vessel meet always for thy use.
Adapted from The Valley of Vision