Truth the Justicer

Now is the flower of the New Year full

And dawns a brighter year in youthful hearts,

Though winters we must face we still shall keep

The harvest of our love when day departs.

For who can see what joy the morrow brings

Or fathom tragedy and loss and fate,

But walk our metred walk apace our dreams

And hope that human good shall outlast hate.

Sleep then you souls, you children of the earth

And let your waking hours fill with song

For what shall be is written in His book

And Truth shall be the justicer of wrong.