New Year is the time when you review your activities of the past and judge your progress in the year gone by and also to chalk out your course of progression for the year to come.

The poet here would like you to remember at this juncture of time the kindness that the Almighty Being has blessed you with. As the tide of life engulfs us, we often forget to acknowledge the basic blessings that we are lucky to have. This is the time of the year when you should feel humbled and grateful for what you have.

Yes, there have been times of troubles and temptations, distractions and difficulties, but in the journey of life the spirit of the soul emerges triumphant – for when the soul is hungry the Heaven blesses with bread, when the soul is thirsty the heaven pours the water of life. So, this New Year the spiritual poetry A New Year’s Day Poem by Charles Moir teaches you the very basics of enjoying the essentials of life.

A New Year’s Day Poem By Charles Moir

O Thou whose glory fills the heavens,
Whose bounty clothes the earth,
To Thee a poem of thanks we raise
For blessings from our birth.For that untiring love Thou dost,
From day to day renew,
O may it on our hearts descend
Like heaven-distilled dew.
For mercy great, unending still,
Which gave up to the grave
Thine only Son, the Sinless One,
Our sinful souls to save.

While entering on another year
Our cares on Thee we cast,
Beseeching aid in days to come
Which cheered us through the past.

That still the freedom may be ours
To kneel down in Thy sight,
And worship Thee at shut of day,
And in the morning light.

That from temptation’s fatal paths
Thou turn our steps away;
And keep us from unholy thoughts
That lead the mind astray.

No more may lust of worldly wealth
Command thoughts that are thine;
Nor may we envy other’s lot,
Or at our own repine.

Than all the riches earth can boast
Or gems beneath the sea,
We know the pious, humble heart,
More precious is to Thee.

How needful, then, to train our thoughts,
And fan the heavenly flame
Of faith, in the believing heart,
Triumphing o’er sin and shame

And holding by the Word, thou hast
For grace and guidance given,
Pass trough this world in holy fear,
True candidates for heaven.

– By Charles Moir

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