A Real New Year - Poem by Richard Merrell
God, thou crownest the year with thy goodness,
The jubilee year of the Lord
A year thou hast appointed -
For thou hast kept thy word.
A year of good tidings to the meek
The brokenhearted to unbind
A year of liberty to the captives -
And receiving of sight to the blind.
Thou annointed thine Son with the Spirit
To remove man's bondage of fear
To open imprisoned hearts -
To proclaim thine acceptable year!
Isaiah 61: 1,2; Luke 4: 18,19
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