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Katharine Tynan - A Song for the New Year {1915}
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THE Year of the Sorrows went out with great wind: 
Lift up, lift up, O broken hearts, your Lord is kind, 
And He shall call His flock home where no storms be
Into a sheltered haven out of sound of the sea. 


There shall be bright sands there and a milken hill, 
They shall lie in the sun there and drink their fill, 
They shall have dew and shade there and grass to the knee, 
Safe in a sheltered haven out of sound of the sea. 


He shall bind their wounds up and their tears shall cease: 
They shall have sweetest pillows and a bed of ease. 
Come up, come up and hither, O little flock, saith He, 
 Ye shall have sheltered havens out of sound of the sea.


The first day of New Year strewed the sea with dead. 
Lift up, lift up, O broken heart and hanging head! 
The Lord walks on the waters and a Shepherd is He 
They shall have sheltered havens out of sound of the sea.
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