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The year like a ship in the distance / Comes over life's mystical sea. / We know not what change of existence / 'Tis bringing to you or to me. / But we wave out the ship that is leaving / And we welcome the ship coming in, / Although it be loaded with grieving, / With trouble, or losses, or sin.
Old year passing over the border, -- / And fading away from our view; / All idleness, sloth, and disorder, / All hatred and spite go with you. / All bitterness, gloom, and repining / Down into your stronghold are cast. / Sail out where the sunsets are shining, / Sail out with them into the past.