This spinning world by your own hand
Hurls ever on around the Sun
The seasons march at your command
The old departs, the new year comes

And though celestial is your gaze
You search and care for all our ways
We offer up to you this day
And all of our tomorrows

May zealous youth and cautious age
Determine not the steps we choose
Great shepherd, guide us through each day
Oh, how we want to follow you

Come living way, our way make clear
Let perfect love drive out our fear
Be thou our vision, now and here
And all of our tomorrows

When winter makes us reminisce
Of warmer days so distant now
Of cherished saints the Sun once kissed
Whose beauty passed behind the clouds

Let all our fond and longing tears
Remind us we are pilgrims here
We trust you, sovereign of our years
With all of our tomorrows

Hands to the plow, we’re pressing on
And running hard to win the prize
Empowered by the love of God
With grace before and grace behind

For lo, what hope before us stands
You finish all that you began
Eternal joy is in your hands
And all of our tomorrows